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 Belize and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Michael McDonald 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 DJ Sneak to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Throbbing Gristle,
UT,
Barbara Tucker,
Massinfluence,
Dave Gahan,
X-101,
The Count Five,
Soft Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Albert Ayler,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Alison Limerick,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
Letta Mbulu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Sherman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nico,
Harmonia,
The Tremeloes,
Chrome,
KRS-One,
Glenn Branca,
Danielle Patucci,
Absolute Body Control,
The Monochrome Set,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
Lungfish,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sällskapet,
Pantytec,
Can,
The Kinks,
Accadde A,
Michelle Simonal,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Hill,
Don Cherry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sixth Finger,
Liliput,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Reagan Youth,
Sun Ra,
Funky Four + One,
Roxy Music,
Eric Dolphy,
Cymande,
Iggy Pop,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.