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 Djibouti and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 DJ Style to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Zeros,
Pierre Henry,
Ultra Naté,
Reuben Wilson,
Minor Threat,
The Vogues,
Eli Mardock,
Marine Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Wolf Eyes,
Janne Schatter,
Japan,
Boz Scaggs,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
The Cramps,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kas Product,
Carl Craig,
The Blues Magoos,
Kaleidoscope,
New Order,
Ice-T,
Icehouse,
Moby Grape,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
Tropical Tobacco,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mandrill,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxy Music,
Lyres,
The Victims,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lungfish,
Darondo,
Barry Ungar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thee Headcoats,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amon Düül,
The Searchers,
The Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
The Pop Group,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moody Blues,
Brand Nubian,
Au Pairs,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.