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 Sierra Leone and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 The Electric Prunes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
Sonny Sharrock,
Suburban Knight,
Amon Düül,
Lakeside,
Yaz,
Gang of Four,
Lou Christie,
La Düsseldorf,
Television Personalities,
In Retrospect,
Patti Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Mary Jane Girls,
MC5,
The Victims,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Skatalites,
Procol Harum,
Nas,
Aloha Tigers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
Mantronix,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Pus,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hot Snakes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Easy Going,
Barbara Tucker,
Deepchord,
The Divine Comedy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
New York Dolls,
Sun Ra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Modern Lovers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cheater Slicks,
Eli Mardock,
Ronnie Foster,
The Blackbyrds,
Bootsy Collins,
Gong,
Josef K,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The J.B.'s,
Essential Logic,
Thee Headcoats,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mummies,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.