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 Indonesia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tom Boy to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Stetsasonic,
Oblivians,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Blackbyrds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Silicon Teens,
Saccharine Trust,
Girls At Our Best!,
Goldenarms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Velvet Underground,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chrome,
the Association,
London Community Gospel Choir,
K-Klass,
Jerry's Kids,
Wire,
Con Funk Shun,
Terry Callier,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thee Headcoats,
The American Breed,
the Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
The Offenders,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Outsiders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mission of Burma,
Brick,
The Red Krayola,
Kurtis Blow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
The Happenings,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Japan,
New Age Steppers,
ABBA,
Black Flag,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
Panda Bear,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anakelly,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.