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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 Grandmaster Flash 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
DNA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Seeds,
Angry Samoans,
The Move,
Popol Vuh,
Chris Corsano,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liliput,
Lucky Dragons,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Hood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Human League,
Cameo,
Outsiders,
The Zeros,
Gastr Del Sol,
Babytalk,
Supertramp,
Tom Boy,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Womack,
The Music Machine,
Hashim,
Animal Collective,
Pagans,
Tubeway Army,
Subhumans,
Anakelly,
Warren Ellis,
OOIOO,
Half Japanese,
Jerry's Kids,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
the Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
kango's stein massive,
John Holt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brick,
Maurizio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Newcleus,
The Wake,
Lindisfarne,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alice Coltrane,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.