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 Paraguay and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar 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 The American Breed to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 Invisible,
John Foxx,
Basic Channel,
CMW,
The Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
E-Dancer,
London Community Gospel Choir,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Blues Magoos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Outsiders,
Matthew Bourne,
Oneida,
The Birthday Party,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joey Negro,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nirvana,
Letta Mbulu,
Underground Resistance,
One Last Wish,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Stiv Bators,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New York Dolls,
Pylon,
Drexciya,
Crooked Eye,
Royal Trux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ohio Players,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hardrive,
The Standells,
Davy DMX,
Idris Muhammad,
Lightning Bolt,
Deepchord,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funky Four + One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Niagra,
Intrusion,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Moon,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
The Techniques,
Tomorrow,
Brick,
the Association,
Soft Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.