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 Suriname and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Happenings to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Zero Boys,
Little Man,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion,
Depeche Mode,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Birthday Party,
FM Einheit,
Al Stewart,
The Raincoats,
Theoretical Girls,
Harmonia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bauhaus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nik Kershaw,
Jeff Mills,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gabor Szabo,
Audionom,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
Rufus Thomas,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Darondo,
Brick,
New Age Steppers,
Aural Exciters,
Surgeon,
Underground Resistance,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Second Layer,
Wasted Youth,
Trumans Water,
The Divine Comedy,
Fear,
the Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
F. McDonald,
Popol Vuh,
Dennis Brown,
Bluetip,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.