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 San Marino and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the rock 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eli Mardock,
Rod Modell,
Scan 7,
The Barracudas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
Second Layer,
Bronski Beat,
John Holt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
CMW,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Freddie Wadling,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
The Sonics,
Rakim,
Crash Course in Science,
Lindisfarne,
Byron Stingily,
Average White Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deepchord,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drexciya,
Arthur Verocai,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Skarface,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Archie Shepp,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
The Pop Group,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Procol Harum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cowsills,
kango's stein massive,
Marmalade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Talk Talk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Main Source,
Althea and Donna,
Mandrill,
Grauzone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.