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 Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Freddie Wadling 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Grey Daturas,
Hardrive,
Porter Ricks,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Mills,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
the Soft Cell,
Ituana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joey Negro,
Ludus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Qualms,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
KRS-One,
Matthew Halsall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roxy Music,
Sister Nancy,
Bauhaus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Moby Grape,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
the Slits,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soul II Soul,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Morten Harket,
the Fania All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lindisfarne,
Parry Music,
The Fire Engines,
Ornette Coleman,
The Saints,
Masters at Work,
Maleditus Sound,
Slave,
Bootsy Collins,
Khruangbin,
the Association,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Starr,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.