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 Maldives and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Little Man to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quadrant,
Man Parrish,
R.M.O.,
Thompson Twins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
Mars,
Reuben Wilson,
Mantronix,
Boredoms,
Idris Muhammad,
Al Stewart,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suicide,
Average White Band,
Aswad,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Copeland,
Scrapy,
Lalann,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rites of Spring,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Monks,
Neil Young,
The Misunderstood,
Crash Course in Science,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moebius,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
FM Einheit,
Blake Baxter,
John Holt,
Black Pus,
The Neon Judgement,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Swans,
The Victims,
ABC,
Y Pants,
Loose Ends,
Sandy B,
the Sonics,
Sällskapet,
Jeru the Damaja,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.