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 Canada and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Warsaw to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Warren Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Hood,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Howard Jones,
Scientists,
Eddi Front,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agent Orange,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dawn Penn,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Eric Copeland,
Chris & Cosey,
Arab on Radar,
Jerry Gold Smith,
X-102,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Carl Craig,
Harry Pussy,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Deakin,
Silicon Teens,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
Skaos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultra Naté,
Icehouse,
Amon Düül II,
Sixth Finger,
Grey Daturas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
Bauhaus,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker,
Loose Ends,
Eve St. Jones,
Outsiders,
Erasure,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bluetip,
Moby Grape,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.