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 Netherlands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Todd Terry to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Iggy Pop,
Delta 5,
Parry Music,
The United States of America,
The Red Krayola,
Flipper,
D'Angelo,
Soul II Soul,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joe Finger,
Alphaville,
The Dead C,
Pylon,
Scientists,
Motorama,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gories,
Archie Shepp,
Wire,
Public Enemy,
The Fall,
Livin' Joy,
Michelle Simonal,
Rites of Spring,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
The Young Rascals,
EPMD,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Guru Guru,
Tropical Tobacco,
Maleditus Sound,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sister Nancy,
Eurythmics,
Das Ding,
Aswad,
the Human League,
Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers,
The Standells,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sonics,
Scion,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Pus,
Ronan,
Yellowson,
Bob Dylan,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.