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 Belgium and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stooges to the electroclash 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Icehouse,
Mantronix,
Dead Boys,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
DNA,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
Flash Fearless,
Drexciya,
Barry Ungar,
DJ Style,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bauhaus,
Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Second Layer,
Excepter,
The Fall,
Masters at Work,
The Tremeloes,
Schoolly D,
PIL,
Althea and Donna,
Pantaleimon,
Alison Limerick,
Marmalade,
Yazoo,
kango's stein massive,
Harry Pussy,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Hood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alphaville,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Real Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
The Techniques,
MDC,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pretty Things,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.