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 Colombia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Echospace to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Fela Kuti,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Albert Ayler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Whodini,
Roy Ayers,
Frankie Knuckles,
The J.B.'s,
Marc Almond,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pantaleimon,
The Cramps,
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crime,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Little Man,
The Slits,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Lynne,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Khruangbin,
June Days,
The Human League,
Joyce Sims,
One Last Wish,
Iggy Pop,
Sister Nancy,
The Pop Group,
The Fuzztones,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Misunderstood,
R.M.O.,
The Fall,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Enemy,
Mantronix,
The Cowsills,
David Axelrod,
The Cure,
Wire,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
The Durutti Column,
Fad Gadget,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lalann,
Severed Heads,
Blake Baxter,
Tommy Roe,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.