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 Brazil and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Delta 5 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Black Dice,
JFA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Josef K,
Sonic Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
Marc Almond,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joensuu 1685,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quadrant,
Easy Going,
Quando Quango,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kevin Saunderson,
48th St. Collective,
Excepter,
Young Marble Giants,
Harmonia,
Stereo Dub,
Das Ding,
Sun City Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Steve Hackett,
Unrelated Segments,
The Leaves,
FM Einheit,
Reuben Wilson,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Rundgren,
Davy DMX,
Piero Umiliani,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
The Seeds,
Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lalann,
Boz Scaggs,
Alphaville,
Audionom,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sandy B,
The Blues Magoos,
Leonard Cohen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Albert Ayler,
June of 44,
The Fortunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Grass Roots,
Camouflage,
Kerri Chandler,
Dead Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.