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 Lithuania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Hashim to the crunk 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Funkadelic,
John Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
H. Thieme,
Fluxion,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Moleskins,
Josef K,
The Fire Engines,
Gong,
Scratch Acid,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Wyatt,
ABBA,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Boredoms,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oblivians,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
A Certain Ratio,
Suburban Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Rotary Connection,
E-Dancer,
Ten City,
Funky Four + One,
Radio Birdman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
The Move,
Patti Smith,
The Stooges,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Nils Olav,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
The Gun Club,
Cybotron,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Terry,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
Make Up,
Jandek,
The Moody Blues,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.