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 Kiribati and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Babytalk to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
B.T. Express,
Kas Product,
PIL,
Guru Guru,
Nick Fraelich,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
The Evens,
Ornette Coleman,
Reuben Wilson,
Patti Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Audionom,
Tomorrow,
The Modern Lovers,
Scan 7,
The Martian,
The Velvet Underground,
Tropical Tobacco,
EPMD,
The Mummies,
Amazonics,
Hashim,
the Bar-Kays,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
the Germs,
Zapp,
Skriet,
Althea and Donna,
Marvin Gaye,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Donald Byrd,
Drexciya,
CMW,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Q and Not U,
Shuggie Otis,
Pole,
Kenny Larkin,
Yaz,
The United States of America,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun City Girls,
KRS-One,
The Busters,
Prince Buster,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Negative Approach,
Q65,
Y Pants,
Black Flag,
Skaos,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.