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 China and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boredoms to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Toni Rubio,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Pole,
Circle Jerks,
The Wake,
John Lydon,
MDC,
UT,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
Youth Brigade,
Public Enemy,
Zapp,
the Sonics,
Hashim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cecil Taylor,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
This Heat,
These Immortal Souls,
Infiniti,
Marine Girls,
Agitation Free,
X-Ray Spex,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blancmange,
Delon & Dalcan,
Davy DMX,
Moebius,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rites of Spring,
Bob Dylan,
Idris Muhammad,
The Selecter,
The Vogues,
Black Flag,
Ponytail,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yazoo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Smiths,
Colin Newman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Soft Cell,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.