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 Armenia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rapeman,
Popol Vuh,
The Dead C,
Barrington Levy,
H. Thieme,
Bad Manners,
The Move,
Model 500,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shuggie Otis,
Isaac Hayes,
Erykah Badu,
Lyres,
Essential Logic,
Alice Coltrane,
Q and Not U,
Lebanon Hanover,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brass Construction,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fluxion,
Monks,
Yazoo,
Silicon Teens,
Clear Light,
Sex Pistols,
Prince Buster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Little Man,
Shoche,
Basic Channel,
Circle Jerks,
Minor Threat,
Harmonia,
Saccharine Trust,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Angels of Light,
Gabor Szabo,
Dark Day,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
cv313,
Kayak,
Echospace,
Sandy B,
Peter and Kerry,
The Saints,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The American Breed,
Tom Boy,
Graham Central Station,
Girls At Our Best!,
Outsiders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.