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 Mauritius and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 New York and Mexico City.
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 harpsichord 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 Spoonie Gee to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Second Layer,
The Techniques,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vladislav Delay,
Inner City,
Yazoo,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suburban Knight,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerri Chandler,
The Durutti Column,
The Barracudas,
Pantaleimon,
Barry Ungar,
Tom Boy,
Scion,
Adolescents,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sarah Menescal,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
Yusef Lateef,
Be Bop Deluxe,
kango's stein massive,
The Wake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
The J.B.'s,
Japan,
FM Einheit,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Maurizio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall,
Crooked Eye,
Pulsallama,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sällskapet,
Soulsonic Force,
New York Dolls,
Mr. Review,
T. Rex,
Niagra,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.