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 Ivory Coast and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deakin to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Siglo XX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
The Smiths,
The Cure,
The Residents,
The Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
Stiv Bators,
Lungfish,
Skriet,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
These Immortal Souls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Wire,
The Saints,
Make Up,
The Monochrome Set,
LL Cool J,
Pere Ubu,
MC5,
The Mojo Men,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Red Krayola,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
PIL,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter & Gordon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Basic Channel,
Davy DMX,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
Talk Talk,
JFA,
Charles Mingus,
Japan,
The Golliwogs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David Axelrod,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television Personalities,
Y Pants,
Sam Rivers,
Marmalade,
The Fall,
Public Image Ltd.,
Slave,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fugs,
Sun City Girls,
Radio Birdman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yaz,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.