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 Benin and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 DJ Style to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Iggy Pop,
In Retrospect,
Big Daddy Kane,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smoke,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kool Moe Dee,
Spandau Ballet,
Quantec,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Star Department,
Sun City Girls,
Rekid,
Kenny Larkin,
Ponytail,
David Axelrod,
Guru Guru,
The Offenders,
Marvin Gaye,
The Neon Judgement,
Young Marble Giants,
John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brick,
Zero Boys,
Niagra,
Chris & Cosey,
Byron Stingily,
L. Decosne,
Janne Schatter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bang On A Can,
Tim Buckley,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Modern Lovers,
Ten City,
Sex Pistols,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Reagan Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
The Slits,
Cameo,
The Happenings,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Teasers,
Warren Ellis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
U.S. Maple,
Bush Tetras,
The Kinks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.