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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
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 marimba 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 Detroit Cobras to the funk 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
T.S.O.L.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Cybotron,
Schoolly D,
Can,
Al Stewart,
Motorama,
Ronan,
Idris Muhammad,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Osbourne,
KRS-One,
A Certain Ratio,
L. Decosne,
Pylon,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Pretty Things,
The Smiths,
Average White Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crooked Eye,
Brick,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harpers Bizarre,
Franke,
The Raincoats,
Minny Pops,
Hot Snakes,
Oneida,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
Mark Hollis,
Roxette,
Black Sheep,
Laurel Aitken,
Arcadia,
Scan 7,
Amon Düül,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
Aural Exciters,
The Victims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Pagans,
The Birthday Party,
8 Eyed Spy,
Porter Ricks,
Spoonie Gee,
The J.B.'s,
Pierre Henry,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.