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 Armenia and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the dance 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 Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nirvana,
Amazonics,
The Monks,
Moby Grape,
Carl Craig,
Pulsallama,
The Standells,
Black Sheep,
CMW,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Stereo Dub,
Kenny Larkin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
The Vogues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun City Girls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Don Cherry,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dirtbombs,
Babytalk,
Rotary Connection,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Busters,
Quantec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
New Order,
Joy Division,
The Human League,
Alphaville,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Pus,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
Nick Fraelich,
Skarface,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Black Moon,
Anthony Braxton,
Fat Boys,
The Barracudas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rod Modell,
OOIOO,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.