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 Yemen and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins,
Zero Boys,
The Mummies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Chris & Cosey,
Eve St. Jones,
Marmalade,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Albert Ayler,
Lalann,
Public Enemy,
Von Mondo,
KRS-One,
Minutemen,
Jacques Brel,
Deadbeat,
Lyres,
The Knickerbockers,
Ronan,
Barrington Levy,
Agent Orange,
The Music Machine,
Section 25,
Archie Shepp,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Little Man,
The Doors,
Negative Approach,
Todd Terry,
The Cramps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cecil Taylor,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Henry Cow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Residents,
Smog,
Sight & Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dirtbombs,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
Stetsasonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Flag,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Bar-Kays,
Joey Negro,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.