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 Mauritania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 Ken Boothe to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mad Mike,
Albert Ayler,
Cal Tjader,
Andrew Hill,
Bush Tetras,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Rod Modell,
Joyce Sims,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Josef K,
Second Layer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Kinks,
Marvin Gaye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Red Krayola,
The Buckinghams,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
June Days,
Hardrive,
Newcleus,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Dolphy,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alison Limerick,
Crime,
Joy Division,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fire Engines,
The Names,
Chris Corsano,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lightning Bolt,
Eddi Front,
F. McDonald,
John Cale,
Symarip,
Black Sheep,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lindisfarne,
The Index,
DNA,
Accadde A,
Warren Ellis,
Cameo,
Das Ding,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.