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 Kosovo and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Oblivians to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Sneak,
Scion,
The Sonics,
Ultra Naté,
Pylon,
Nik Kershaw,
The Raincoats,
Guru Guru,
Davy DMX,
the Sonics,
Japan,
Oneida,
the Swans,
John Coltrane,
Roxette,
48th St. Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Nico,
The Vogues,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Lydon,
The Black Dice,
Deakin,
Flash Fearless,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers,
Lightning Bolt,
The Residents,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pagans,
Blossom Toes,
Maleditus Sound,
Mantronix,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Buzzcocks,
Stiv Bators,
Wire,
Deepchord,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Wasted Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Altered Images,
Hasil Adkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Basic Channel,
The Happenings,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mummies,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Howard Jones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo,
Judy Mowatt,
Mark Hollis,
The Moody Blues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.