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 United States and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cure to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Lungfish,
Mark Hollis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Surgeon,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
CMW,
Sparks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
T. Rex,
Iggy Pop,
Albert Ayler,
Black Moon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter & Gordon,
T.S.O.L.,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Juan Atkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Loose Ends,
U.S. Maple,
Josef K,
Section 25,
Stereo Dub,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yellowson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Subhumans,
Agent Orange,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fall,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Jacques Brel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Godley & Creme,
Severed Heads,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Darondo,
Sun City Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
Erasure,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABC,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eve St. Jones,
Bluetip,
Erykah Badu,
Lalann,
Todd Terry,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.