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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 June of 44 to the grunge 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Index,
Harry Pussy,
Sonic Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
Con Funk Shun,
Country Teasers,
the Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Green,
The Walker Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Donald Byrd,
Bush Tetras,
Fluxion,
Cecil Taylor,
JFA,
Soft Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Wally Richardson,
Anakelly,
Television,
The Five Americans,
Excepter,
Patti Smith,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Isaac Hayes,
Stetsasonic,
Monolake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oblivians,
Toni Rubio,
Essential Logic,
Neu!,
Qualms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thompson Twins,
Mantronix,
T. Rex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
48th St. Collective,
kango's stein massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel,
Ken Boothe,
Soft Cell,
Prince Buster,
Dennis Brown,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young,
Babytalk,
Maleditus Sound,
Faust,
Pantaleimon,
The Star Department,
Popol Vuh,
Desert Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minutemen,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.