Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Papua New Guinea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Nas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Black Pus,
Yaz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Monochrome Set,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Blackbyrds,
Roger Hodgson,
Al Stewart,
Tommy Roe,
Franke,
Niagra,
The Misunderstood,
Scrapy,
Television Personalities,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Metal Thangz,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
Carl Craig,
Mars,
Bobby Byrd,
Radio Birdman,
the Germs,
MDC,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dirtbombs,
Angry Samoans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nirvana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Barracudas,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
Ituana,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rufus Thomas,
Shuggie Otis,
Anthony Braxton,
Unrelated Segments,
Cabaret Voltaire,
EPMD,
Inner City,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
Harry Pussy,
Cymande,
Nation of Ulysses,
Accadde A,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bang On A Can,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
The Divine Comedy,
Roy Ayers,
Fear,
The Pretty Things,
Rekid,
Make Up,
Dual Sessions,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.