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 Mauritius and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Glenn Branca 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Don Cherry,
The Pretty Things,
Ten City,
Colin Newman,
Agitation Free,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
New York Dolls,
Bill Wells,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronan,
Interpol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Matthew Halsall,
Bob Dylan,
the Bar-Kays,
Bill Near,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terry Callier,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Standells,
the Sonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
Darondo,
Deadbeat,
Marvin Gaye,
Skarface,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Style,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bizarre Inc.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Lydon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kenny Larkin,
Wally Richardson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scratch Acid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Das Ding,
Black Moon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Godley & Creme,
Rites of Spring,
The Litter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arthur Verocai,
Mars,
Bobby Byrd,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.