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 Malawi and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ornette Coleman to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Rapeman,
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Lyres,
Soulsonic Force,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bauhaus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Count Five,
Wasted Youth,
The Busters,
Eric Dolphy,
Grey Daturas,
Black Flag,
Chris Corsano,
The Index,
Don Cherry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brothers Johnson,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Evens,
Alton Ellis,
Joe Finger,
Qualms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Starr,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skaos,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Sheep,
Ken Boothe,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
Camberwell Now,
June Days,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
Max Romeo,
the Soft Cell,
Brand Nubian,
X-Ray Spex,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aswad,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.