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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Royal Trux,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minutemen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skaos,
Reagan Youth,
Eurythmics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tres Demented,
Connie Case,
Kaleidoscope,
Buzzcocks,
The Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Whodini,
Quadrant,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cure,
Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Slackers,
Icehouse,
Au Pairs,
Mark Hollis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eden Ahbez,
Audionom,
John Cale,
Deakin,
Pulsallama,
Morten Harket,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jandek,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Sherman,
Wolf Eyes,
Tim Buckley,
Davy DMX,
The Smoke,
Y Pants,
The Move,
The Velvet Underground,
Thee Headcoats,
The Golliwogs,
Gang of Four,
Nation of Ulysses,
Henry Cow,
Yazoo,
Hardrive,
Hoover,
Severed Heads,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.