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 Cyprus and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sandy B,
Urselle,
Alphaville,
Fatback Band,
The Count Five,
The Evens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minor Threat,
The Barracudas,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sonics,
Au Pairs,
Susan Cadogan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gories,
Lungfish,
Carl Craig,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABC,
The Victims,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Parry Music,
Maurizio,
Chrome,
Mad Mike,
The Invisible,
Rapeman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Intrusion,
Index,
Country Teasers,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Vogues,
Scan 7,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Amon Düül,
Pere Ubu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aural Exciters,
Sparks,
Wings,
Eve St. Jones,
Pagans,
Zapp,
The Wake,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Motorama,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Piero Umiliani,
Sarah Menescal,
Mark Hollis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Skatalites,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.