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 Vietnam and from Halifax.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Das Ding to the jazz 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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Eden Ahbez,
Babytalk,
Charles Mingus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skriet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ponytail,
Brass Construction,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aloha Tigers,
Yellowson,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fad Gadget,
Magazine,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dead C,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
The Real Kids,
Accadde A,
Absolute Body Control,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Electric Prunes,
The Slits,
La Düsseldorf,
LL Cool J,
Maurizio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
T.S.O.L.,
Lakeside,
New Order,
B.T. Express,
Malaria!,
Essential Logic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Qualms,
Minny Pops,
Chris Corsano,
Deepchord,
Gang Starr,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scion,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
Erykah Badu,
Todd Rundgren,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Patti Smith,
KRS-One,
Camberwell Now,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.