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 United Kingdom and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
Swans,
Laurel Aitken,
Grauzone,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Litter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joe Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Star Department,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül II,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Television Personalities,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
Mars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minor Threat,
Josef K,
Max Romeo,
Half Japanese,
The Sound,
The Gories,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Echospace,
The Kinks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swell Maps,
Marine Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cecil Taylor,
F. McDonald,
Con Funk Shun,
Ronnie Foster,
Lower 48,
Roxy Music,
Yazoo,
New Order,
The Standells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
Ornette Coleman,
The Zeros,
The Young Rascals,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
The New Christs,
Minny Pops,
DJ Style,
Jawbox,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.