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 Panama and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
a-ha,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Mills,
E-Dancer,
The Vogues,
New York Dolls,
Qualms,
Metal Thangz,
Cheater Slicks,
Kurtis Blow,
Quadrant,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
Cymande,
Oblivians,
Sister Nancy,
China Crisis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Prince Buster,
Livin' Joy,
Circle Jerks,
Harmonia,
Moby Grape,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Angels of Light,
Technova,
Supertramp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Piero Umiliani,
Bush Tetras,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
Mars,
Simply Red,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Average White Band,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül II,
Aaron Thompson,
Panda Bear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Ken Boothe,
The Fall,
The Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Busters,
Rotary Connection,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Crash Course in Science,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.