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 Spain and from Shanghai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bluetip to the dance 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
D'Angelo,
Eurythmics,
Monolake,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Rufus Thomas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Average White Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Green,
Deadbeat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott Heron,
DJ Style,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Trumans Water,
Scrapy,
Don Cherry,
Television,
Slick Rick,
John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Association,
Franke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
B.T. Express,
Chris & Cosey,
Cal Tjader,
ABC,
Scientists,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sexual Harrassment,
Young Marble Giants,
Depeche Mode,
Freddie Wadling,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Donny Hathaway,
The Moleskins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neu!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
Lee Hazlewood,
a-ha,
Sparks,
Fela Kuti,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sound,
Robert Görl,
Joy Division,
The Fire Engines,
the Slits,
Ten City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pagans,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.