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 Micronesia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Minutemen to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Albert Ayler,
Steve Hackett,
The Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Nas,
Pagans,
Sugar Minott,
Connie Case,
Peter and Kerry,
Pussy Galore,
Niagra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Symarip,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül,
Flash Fearless,
Davy DMX,
The Buckinghams,
Chris Corsano,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
ABC,
Guru Guru,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Almond,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Technova,
Saccharine Trust,
Malaria!,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
Brick,
Liliput,
Bush Tetras,
The Fuzztones,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blake Baxter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalann,
Ten City,
Derrick May,
New Order,
Mark Hollis,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
The Monks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Los Fastidios,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Fear,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
The Slackers,
The Beau Brummels,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
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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.
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.