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 Poland and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Charles Mingus,
Hoover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
Pagans,
Colin Newman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
CMW,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
Marmalade,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players,
Youth Brigade,
The Gories,
Arcadia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Masters at Work,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Severed Heads,
Pulsallama,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Music Machine,
Bluetip,
Yaz,
Ultravox,
Bizarre Inc.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Black Dice,
Johnny Clarke,
Eddi Front,
Judy Mowatt,
The Doobie Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Make Up,
Mary Jane Girls,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin,
Quadrant,
the Normal,
Buzzcocks,
Magazine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Reuben Wilson,
Connie Case,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Sneak,
Khruangbin,
Faust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quantec,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.