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 Barbados and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Divine Comedy to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Thee Headcoats,
In Retrospect,
Boredoms,
Fatback Band,
Visage,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fortunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soulsonic Force,
Section 25,
DJ Sneak,
Piero Umiliani,
Patti Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Grauzone,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Smoke,
Metal Thangz,
Kayak,
the Normal,
The Sound,
Y Pants,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Five Americans,
Niagra,
Don Cherry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mantronix,
Interpol,
Loose Ends,
Massinfluence,
Gang Starr,
Brothers Johnson,
Cymande,
Scratch Acid,
Bill Wells,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stereo Dub,
The Barracudas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Magma,
The Raincoats,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marine Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Age Steppers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Soft Cell,
Aaron Thompson,
Marmalade,
Dark Day,
Robert Görl,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy Collins,
Hashim,
Eurythmics,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.