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 Estonia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quando Quango to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Pulsallama,
Young Marble Giants,
The Invisible,
The Evens,
Godley & Creme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Happenings,
The Shadows of Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Sneak,
Ken Boothe,
Junior Murvin,
Faust,
Jawbox,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aswad,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiohead,
X-Ray Spex,
The Seeds,
Wasted Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Pere Ubu,
R.M.O.,
Joyce Sims,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Sherman,
Panda Bear,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Metal Thangz,
Fad Gadget,
Colin Newman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Kinks,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
The United States of America,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
Spoonie Gee,
Freddie Wadling,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
Bobby Womack,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.