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 Italy and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ituana to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
La Düsseldorf,
Donald Byrd,
Delta 5,
The Human League,
The Red Krayola,
The Happenings,
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Hood,
Can,
Liliput,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television Personalities,
Scion,
Anthony Braxton,
Arab on Radar,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Steve Hackett,
Theoretical Girls,
The Birthday Party,
The Invisible,
JFA,
MC5,
Goldenarms,
Inner City,
The Gun Club,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cure,
Bauhaus,
E-Dancer,
Masters at Work,
Lalann,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
D'Angelo,
Joe Smooth,
World's Most,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stiv Bators,
The Modern Lovers,
Bluetip,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pylon,
Babytalk,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Ohio Players,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Basic Channel,
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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.