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 Belgium and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum 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 Faust to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
The Skatalites,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Vogues,
Wolf Eyes,
The J.B.'s,
The Modern Lovers,
Underground Resistance,
Technova,
Qualms,
Joey Negro,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Deakin,
Wally Richardson,
The Grass Roots,
Con Funk Shun,
Glambeats Corp.,
UT,
Gong,
World's Most,
The Monochrome Set,
The Mojo Men,
Sound Behaviour,
The Velvet Underground,
Alison Limerick,
CMW,
Nils Olav,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
Interpol,
Crooked Eye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Saints,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
Roxette,
Tropical Tobacco,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
DJ Sneak,
Traffic Nightmare,
Electric Light Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Godley & Creme,
The Mummies,
Scratch Acid,
Khruangbin,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
The Gladiators,
The Moody Blues,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.