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 Australia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Make Up to the funk 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
John Foxx,
Altered Images,
The Pop Group,
Popol Vuh,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Slits,
Porter Ricks,
The Leaves,
The Cure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Eddi Front,
Ice-T,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Association,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
48th St. Collective,
The Buckinghams,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
World's Most,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
These Immortal Souls,
Lower 48,
Rites of Spring,
Loose Ends,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Con Funk Shun,
Marine Girls,
Iggy Pop,
T.S.O.L.,
Jeff Mills,
Rosa Yemen,
Ohio Players,
Godley & Creme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quantec,
The Tremeloes,
U.S. Maple,
Hasil Adkins,
Q and Not U,
China Crisis,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Desert Stars,
The New Christs,
Oneida,
Vainqueur,
Japan,
Zapp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.