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 Fiji and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ornette Coleman to the electroclash 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
The Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Minnie Riperton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
Rotary Connection,
The Tremeloes,
Arcadia,
Bush Tetras,
Henry Cow,
Brand Nubian,
Bill Wells,
Depeche Mode,
Schoolly D,
The Offenders,
Organ,
Make Up,
Gang Starr,
The Red Krayola,
Newcleus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Holt,
Lower 48,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Soft Cell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ronnie Foster,
Warsaw,
Malaria!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
Jawbox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Near,
Urselle,
Second Layer,
AZ,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tears for Fears,
The Litter,
Chris Corsano,
Moss Icon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Interpol,
The Human League,
Eric Copeland,
a-ha,
R.M.O.,
Magma,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.