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 Turkey and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magma to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Sandy B,
Alphaville,
Unwound,
Jeff Mills,
Anthony Braxton,
Gabor Szabo,
Stetsasonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unrelated Segments,
Nick Fraelich,
Slick Rick,
World's Most,
The Martian,
Thee Headcoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Letta Mbulu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Loose Ends,
OOIOO,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brand Nubian,
Graham Central Station,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Inner City,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
The Techniques,
The Grass Roots,
Ken Boothe,
New Order,
Matthew Bourne,
The Electric Prunes,
Ohio Players,
B.T. Express,
Japan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ice-T,
The Busters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sonic Youth,
Excepter,
Das Ding,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barry Ungar,
Archie Shepp,
Boredoms,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
Visage,
The Gun Club,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.