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 Sudan and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Smog to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
OOIOO,
Unrelated Segments,
Subhumans,
Ronnie Foster,
CMW,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mission of Burma,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Star Department,
The Cramps,
Gang of Four,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funkadelic,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
Dave Gahan,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Fad Gadget,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gabor Szabo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
The Evens,
Easy Going,
Sarah Menescal,
K-Klass,
Chris & Cosey,
Derrick Morgan,
World's Most,
Television,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dead C,
Junior Murvin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slave,
Liliput,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Buckinghams,
Wire,
Gichy Dan,
Rufus Thomas,
Dawn Penn,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Detroit Cobras,
Michelle Simonal,
Technova,
Black Pus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Five Americans,
Heaven 17,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.