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 Kuwait and from Salvador.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
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 spring reverb 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 Kerrie Biddell to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amon Düül,
Bush Tetras,
David McCallum,
Television,
The Standells,
The Stooges,
The Move,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Porter Ricks,
Don Cherry,
The Skatalites,
Roxette,
X-Ray Spex,
The American Breed,
Gang Green,
Idris Muhammad,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gladiators,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pantytec,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pierre Henry,
FM Einheit,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Severed Heads,
Flash Fearless,
Eli Mardock,
Symarip,
Bob Dylan,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
Ronan,
Graham Central Station,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oblivians,
The Kinks,
10cc,
Popol Vuh,
Ultravox,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
Theoretical Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rod Modell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül II,
Rotary Connection,
Ponytail,
Cluster,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronnie Foster,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.