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 Papua New Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Accadde A to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oneida,
Pantytec,
Pylon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Ice-T,
Johnny Osbourne,
Prince Buster,
Faraquet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Moon,
Ken Boothe,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
Wolf Eyes,
Rotary Connection,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mojo Men,
Public Enemy,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pulsallama,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moleskins,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
8 Eyed Spy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deakin,
Erykah Badu,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scientists,
Bang On A Can,
Todd Rundgren,
Con Funk Shun,
Lungfish,
Piero Umiliani,
Alton Ellis,
Wally Richardson,
Arcadia,
Todd Terry,
Fugazi,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Nico,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.