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 Monaco and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marvin Gaye to the grunge 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Lou Christie,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reagan Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cymande,
Little Man,
The Black Dice,
FM Einheit,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
OOIOO,
Amazonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dave Gahan,
Jacob Miller,
Flash Fearless,
Freddie Wadling,
Thompson Twins,
the Normal,
The Toasters,
Robert Görl,
Michelle Simonal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Man Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
Black Bananas,
Mantronix,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
10cc,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brothers Johnson,
Junior Murvin,
Tubeway Army,
Joy Division,
Niagra,
Eric Copeland,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unrelated Segments,
Moebius,
Surgeon,
Liliput,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Derrick May,
Wings,
Royal Trux,
Deakin,
Wasted Youth,
Andrew Hill,
Rapeman,
Vainqueur,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.