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 Singapore and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes 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 The Fuzztones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Visage,
Alice Coltrane,
Ten City,
Fatback Band,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Zapp,
Deakin,
The Smoke,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy Collins,
Ice-T,
Stereo Dub,
Josef K,
Deadbeat,
Aswad,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Henry Cow,
The Electric Prunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pierre Henry,
Funky Four + One,
Theoretical Girls,
Joensuu 1685,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Black Dice,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skarface,
Minutemen,
Skaos,
Rosa Yemen,
AZ,
Pet Shop Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Qualms,
Spoonie Gee,
Sugar Minott,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
Clear Light,
Aloha Tigers,
ABBA,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bluetip,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
Vladislav Delay,
Can,
The Litter,
Youth Brigade,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.