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 Togo and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive 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?
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
the Association,
Jandek,
Mark Hollis,
Kayak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grey Daturas,
Fatback Band,
Bob Dylan,
John Foxx,
Black Bananas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blossom Toes,
KRS-One,
Arcadia,
Kenny Larkin,
Idris Muhammad,
James White and The Blacks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Red Krayola,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deadbeat,
Mars,
Groovy Waters,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Machine,
Nirvana,
The Knickerbockers,
Slave,
Skriet,
Juan Atkins,
Pantaleimon,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Clear Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spandau Ballet,
Motorama,
Skarface,
Freddie Wadling,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Derrick May,
Robert Görl,
Suburban Knight,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Mummies,
Al Stewart,
Country Teasers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Q65,
Outsiders,
The Index,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.