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 Madagascar and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ornette Coleman,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fatback Band,
Urselle,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana,
Echospace,
Excepter,
The Associates,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
Rapeman,
Franke,
Bill Wells,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Minor Threat,
Masters at Work,
Aaron Thompson,
Los Fastidios,
Unwound,
David Bowie,
Bob Dylan,
John Foxx,
Glenn Branca,
Black Bananas,
Lucky Dragons,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
Surgeon,
X-101,
Deepchord,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
LL Cool J,
Das Ding,
Dennis Brown,
Michelle Simonal,
Agitation Free,
D'Angelo,
Patti Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camouflage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boredoms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Basic Channel,
Yusef Lateef,
The Leaves,
Pantytec,
Sun City Girls,
The Busters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.