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 Turkmenistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Warren Ellis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Sherman,
Barbara Tucker,
Siglo XX,
John Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Whodini,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Stooges,
Pierre Henry,
The Velvet Underground,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Model 500,
Eurythmics,
Kas Product,
Reagan Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Icehouse,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
New York Dolls,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
Nirvana,
World's Most,
Fugazi,
Nik Kershaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Slits,
Faraquet,
Wings,
Cal Tjader,
Marvin Gaye,
The New Christs,
Nick Fraelich,
Mantronix,
The Real Kids,
10cc,
Yusef Lateef,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Easy Going,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
June Days,
Half Japanese,
Absolute Body Control,
The Pretty Things,
Agent Orange,
Neu!,
Main Source,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.