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 Montenegro and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 UT to the techno 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Don Cherry,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül,
Jerry's Kids,
Trumans Water,
Deakin,
the Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Whodini,
The Doors,
The Gories,
The Gun Club,
Mars,
Rekid,
Kerri Chandler,
Magazine,
The Gladiators,
Yellowson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Hardrive,
Erykah Badu,
The Kinks,
Todd Rundgren,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eyeless In Gaza,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sonics,
Fluxion,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
Au Pairs,
Sandy B,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scientists,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Schoolly D,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bronski Beat,
Nico,
The Red Krayola,
Y Pants,
Outsiders,
The Remains,
The Slackers,
Inner City,
Scion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.