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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Victims to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
FM Einheit,
Scrapy,
Warsaw,
Aloha Tigers,
Unwound,
Buzzcocks,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker,
Public Image Ltd.,
Excepter,
UT,
Heaven 17,
Grauzone,
Kas Product,
Lakeside,
Anthony Braxton,
The Techniques,
Scientists,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Section 25,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Groovy Waters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Procol Harum,
Lalann,
Dennis Brown,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül II,
Crash Course in Science,
Frankie Knuckles,
OOIOO,
Black Flag,
Arthur Verocai,
Barry Ungar,
Country Joe & The Fish,
CMW,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fire Engines,
Con Funk Shun,
Camberwell Now,
Colin Newman,
Pantytec,
Jerry's Kids,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
Loose Ends,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sandy B,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Main Source,
Drexciya,
The Monochrome Set,
Bootsy Collins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pulsallama,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.