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 Ireland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the techno 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Darondo,
Jandek,
The Mojo Men,
Hasil Adkins,
Section 25,
Todd Rundgren,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gun Club,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Second Layer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül,
Unwound,
The Human League,
Deakin,
James White and The Blacks,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Coltrane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stereo Dub,
Icehouse,
Boz Scaggs,
Q65,
Jacob Miller,
Joyce Sims,
H. Thieme,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
Symarip,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Alice Coltrane,
X-102,
Donny Hathaway,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
Alton Ellis,
Freddie Wadling,
Ornette Coleman,
The Slackers,
Ossler,
The Martian,
The Last Poets,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ludus,
Pagans,
Tommy Roe,
The Busters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Albert Ayler,
One Last Wish,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
Pulsallama,
Bush Tetras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scratch Acid,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Quadrant,
kango's stein massive,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.