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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Donald Fagen 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 Saints to the grunge 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Japan,
Hashim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Bourne,
the Germs,
The Divine Comedy,
Shoche,
Sonic Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Unrelated Segments,
Suicide,
The Gun Club,
Babytalk,
Radiohead,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Bananas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arab on Radar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Audionom,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Animal Collective,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Camouflage,
Black Flag,
Sandy B,
The Skatalites,
Oblivians,
Idris Muhammad,
Faraquet,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
These Immortal Souls,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
ABC,
Erasure,
Masters at Work,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
Ornette Coleman,
Rites of Spring,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Spoonie Gee,
World's Most,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cybotron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.