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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
Newcleus,
The Pop Group,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Parry Music,
Rosa Yemen,
Ten City,
The Invisible,
Ludus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Hood,
Skarface,
The Selecter,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mummies,
Sixth Finger,
Leonard Cohen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magazine,
LL Cool J,
The Sonics,
Circle Jerks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erykah Badu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kayak,
Black Pus,
Man Parrish,
The Martian,
Marshall Jefferson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rufus Thomas,
Tres Demented,
Soft Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Tim Buckley,
Goldenarms,
Qualms,
Sällskapet,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultravox,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Hill,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
The Offenders,
Oblivians,
Joey Negro,
Prince Buster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.