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 Netherlands and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 The Shadows of Knight to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Leonard Cohen,
Lungfish,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Görl,
Rosa Yemen,
Wings,
Loose Ends,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gap Band,
the Slits,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neil Young,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Skatalites,
Oblivians,
Monolake,
Unrelated Segments,
Technova,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Y Pants,
Dead Boys,
Dual Sessions,
New Age Steppers,
Susan Cadogan,
Terry Callier,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Siglo XX,
Amon Düül II,
Rotary Connection,
Negative Approach,
Grauzone,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Mo-Dettes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joey Negro,
Stiv Bators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Lydon,
B.T. Express,
Monks,
The Index,
The Offenders,
The Detroit Cobras,
T. Rex,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aloha Tigers,
Boz Scaggs,
Jandek,
Interpol,
Peter & Gordon,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.