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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Mojo Men to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Piero Umiliani,
The Misunderstood,
Kas Product,
Swell Maps,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers,
the Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
Banda Bassotti,
Altered Images,
Scrapy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Bananas,
The Count Five,
Roger Hodgson,
Drexciya,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fluxion,
Yazoo,
Jeff Lynne,
The Velvet Underground,
Das Ding,
Oneida,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Mission of Burma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Hasil Adkins,
MDC,
Chrome,
Lakeside,
The Toasters,
China Crisis,
DJ Style,
The Kinks,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
The Remains,
Charles Mingus,
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
Tres Demented,
The Sonics,
Suburban Knight,
The Victims,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Boredoms,
Erykah Badu,
Rotary Connection,
Yellowson,
Mr. Review,
FM Einheit,
Ten City,
Black Flag,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.