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 Haiti and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Normal to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Qualms,
Barbara Tucker,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
The Stooges,
Ultravox,
Shoche,
Ken Boothe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sällskapet,
Sonny Sharrock,
June of 44,
Banda Bassotti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
The Martian,
Graham Central Station,
David Axelrod,
ABBA,
Accadde A,
Cameo,
Ronnie Foster,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
The Divine Comedy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swell Maps,
Black Sheep,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
Tomorrow,
10cc,
Sam Rivers,
Radiohead,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
F. McDonald,
Ronan,
X-101,
Hashim,
Pussy Galore,
The Pop Group,
Jerry's Kids,
Eli Mardock,
Flash Fearless,
Delta 5,
Sarah Menescal,
KRS-One,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
LL Cool J,
Marine Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare,
Ultra Naté,
Soul II Soul,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.