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 Jamaica and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Roxy Music to the punk 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Residents,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Carl Craig,
Sound Behaviour,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kaleidoscope,
Lungfish,
June Days,
Throbbing Gristle,
Inner City,
New Age Steppers,
Monks,
Henry Cow,
Young Marble Giants,
Das Ding,
Alton Ellis,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mantronix,
This Heat,
Dual Sessions,
The New Christs,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
UT,
David Axelrod,
Boredoms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Interpol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soul II Soul,
Angry Samoans,
Ossler,
Altered Images,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sam Rivers,
Sun Ra,
X-101,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tomorrow,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pierre Henry,
Schoolly D,
Los Fastidios,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quando Quango,
Glenn Branca,
Zapp,
Bang On A Can,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Hood,
Popol Vuh,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Cell,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.