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 Estonia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
The Associates,
Goldenarms,
Hasil Adkins,
Wolf Eyes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
ABC,
Tears for Fears,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ten City,
Janne Schatter,
The Blackbyrds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Suburban Knight,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sonic Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Parry Music,
World's Most,
Black Flag,
Soul II Soul,
Crime,
Liliput,
Sound Behaviour,
Henry Cow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Josef K,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cowsills,
Chrome,
Chris Corsano,
Pantaleimon,
The Fuzztones,
Con Funk Shun,
Rekid,
Siglo XX,
Symarip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roger Hodgson,
MDC,
Japan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visage,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Dead C,
Eli Mardock,
Rosa Yemen,
Can,
The Seeds,
The Move,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deadbeat,
The Real Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.