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 Grenada and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jandek to the punk 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
The Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arab on Radar,
MC5,
Godley & Creme,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Eden Ahbez,
Animal Collective,
Eli Mardock,
Rekid,
The Doobie Brothers,
Second Layer,
Soft Cell,
In Retrospect,
Derrick May,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
Interpol,
Crispy Ambulance,
Accadde A,
Hardrive,
Black Sheep,
Pylon,
Ossler,
Barry Ungar,
Massinfluence,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deakin,
Wasted Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Modern Lovers,
The Barracudas,
Wolf Eyes,
Royal Trux,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Pere Ubu,
Metal Thangz,
Juan Atkins,
Depeche Mode,
Marine Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
Minor Threat,
Eurythmics,
Jeff Lynne,
the Association,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.