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 Norway and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül 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?
Darondo,
Pylon,
Agitation Free,
Schoolly D,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Judy Mowatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Don Cherry,
MC5,
Bootsy Collins,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Kinks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Sister Nancy,
Popol Vuh,
The Gap Band,
Brick,
Niagra,
The Move,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
Quando Quango,
The Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mummies,
E-Dancer,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
The Offenders,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fire Engines,
Jawbox,
Hot Snakes,
Michelle Simonal,
Half Japanese,
Crooked Eye,
Tim Buckley,
Aural Exciters,
Kerri Chandler,
The Saints,
LL Cool J,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thompson Twins,
Porter Ricks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mark Hollis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Standells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eden Ahbez,
Prince Buster,
Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
Skarface,
Bobby Sherman,
Joensuu 1685,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.