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 Congo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Reagan Youth to the rap 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Alton Ellis,
Jandek,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gories,
Bill Near,
Public Image Ltd.,
JFA,
Scrapy,
The Grass Roots,
Bob Dylan,
Au Pairs,
New Age Steppers,
The Martian,
Stetsasonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Al Stewart,
MC5,
L. Decosne,
Lyres,
The Neon Judgement,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fuzztones,
R.M.O.,
Althea and Donna,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Count Five,
Brass Construction,
Roxy Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fat Boys,
Monks,
The Residents,
Piero Umiliani,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
Hoover,
Flamin' Groovies,
Josef K,
Nas,
The Selecter,
The Gun Club,
Joy Division,
X-102,
The Kinks,
Idris Muhammad,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
Joe Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nik Kershaw,
Sandy B,
China Crisis,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.