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 Japan and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mantronix to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Bush Tetras,
Yellowson,
Unwound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Althea and Donna,
Guru Guru,
Hoover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mars,
The Associates,
Connie Case,
Radio Birdman,
Wire,
David Axelrod,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David McCallum,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Dolphy,
Eurythmics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
June of 44,
Circle Jerks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funkadelic,
Index,
The Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Pus,
The Barracudas,
KRS-One,
Vainqueur,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rod Modell,
Rotary Connection,
Sandy B,
The Beau Brummels,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABC,
Joe Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cheater Slicks,
Rapeman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cluster,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Max Romeo,
Skriet,
Technova,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.