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 Romania and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Thee Headcoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Fatback Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Talk Talk,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Interpol,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Soft Cell,
the Sonics,
David Axelrod,
Los Fastidios,
Swans,
Zero Boys,
Tres Demented,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stereo Dub,
John Foxx,
Donald Byrd,
Soft Machine,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Q65,
Section 25,
The Wake,
Heaven 17,
Gang Gang Dance,
Organ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Womack,
Glenn Branca,
Eric Copeland,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fad Gadget,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fall,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Boz Scaggs,
Soulsonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Chrome,
Masters at Work,
Lower 48,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun Ra,
The Modern Lovers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Das Ding,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boredoms,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.