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 Uganda and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Mills to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mummies,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Flag,
Albert Ayler,
Connie Case,
Deadbeat,
Mad Mike,
The Fuzztones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gong,
Pantytec,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ice-T,
David McCallum,
Laurel Aitken,
Barry Ungar,
The Trojans,
The Real Kids,
Angry Samoans,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
Unwound,
Minnie Riperton,
Pole,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sarah Menescal,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Womack,
F. McDonald,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
Blake Baxter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lucky Dragons,
Rotary Connection,
Cameo,
Talk Talk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wings,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Marine Girls,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül,
Throbbing Gristle,
Livin' Joy,
Sun Ra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unrelated Segments,
Jandek,
Easy Going,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
Tommy Roe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.