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 Korea North and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Archie Shepp to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
The Martian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalo Schifrin,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Mills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Steve Hackett,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The New Christs,
The Busters,
Spoonie Gee,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Popol Vuh,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quadrant,
Supertramp,
Terry Callier,
Vainqueur,
The Zeros,
Kerrie Biddell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Absolute Body Control,
Minnie Riperton,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
Colin Newman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sparks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ituana,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thee Headcoats,
Moss Icon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
The Barracudas,
Mission of Burma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
Easy Going,
KRS-One,
Todd Terry,
John Holt,
Surgeon,
Japan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Technova,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Motions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.