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 Taiwan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Michael McDonald 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 June of 44 to the funk 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Bootsy Collins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roxette,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zapp,
Oblivians,
Dave Gahan,
Eden Ahbez,
The Detroit Cobras,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Isaac Hayes,
Au Pairs,
Rufus Thomas,
Max Romeo,
The Dead C,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Mills,
Masters at Work,
Quando Quango,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cymande,
The Fall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Make Up,
Glenn Branca,
Model 500,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
Fluxion,
The Litter,
Can,
Guru Guru,
Sound Behaviour,
the Swans,
Livin' Joy,
Wire,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Das Ding,
The Black Dice,
Smog,
Television,
Deepchord,
Warsaw,
Ultravox,
This Heat,
Gang of Four,
Motorama,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terry Callier,
Faust,
Fad Gadget,
Mr. Review,
X-101,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.