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 Austria and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joensuu 1685 to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Black Dice,
Spoonie Gee,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
One Last Wish,
Bootsy Collins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bauhaus,
Glenn Branca,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
E-Dancer,
Stiv Bators,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Womack,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Misunderstood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
ABBA,
The Pretty Things,
Nirvana,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
ABC,
Essential Logic,
Deadbeat,
The Vogues,
a-ha,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
Cluster,
U.S. Maple,
The Real Kids,
Connie Case,
Nas,
Eddi Front,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bronski Beat,
The New Christs,
Average White Band,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
Sonic Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Aloha Tigers,
Q65,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Idris Muhammad,
The American Breed,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Isaac Hayes,
Magazine,
Slave,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.