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 Samoa and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Animal Collective to the dance 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Bob Dylan,
Chrome,
David Axelrod,
Soul II Soul,
Flash Fearless,
The Wake,
Severed Heads,
Liliput,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris & Cosey,
the Sonics,
Fugazi,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minnie Riperton,
D'Angelo,
Clear Light,
Quadrant,
Camberwell Now,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Basic Channel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Erykah Badu,
Tim Buckley,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mission of Burma,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Fraelich,
Ornette Coleman,
Lindisfarne,
Pylon,
Newcleus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Pole,
Kerri Chandler,
Fat Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hot Snakes,
The Knickerbockers,
The Names,
The Doors,
Bauhaus,
Jerry's Kids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Reagan Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
MC5,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lightning Bolt,
The Star Department,
June Days,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.