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 Somalia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 CMW to the jazz 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
Nils Olav,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Von Mondo,
The Skatalites,
Qualms,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Janne Schatter,
Technova,
Motorama,
Radio Birdman,
The Count Five,
Lyres,
Sex Pistols,
Fela Kuti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pere Ubu,
D'Angelo,
Interpol,
Cluster,
Camouflage,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rites of Spring,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed,
Sight & Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Certain Ratio,
E-Dancer,
Althea and Donna,
F. McDonald,
Piero Umiliani,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Adolescents,
Newcleus,
LL Cool J,
Cybotron,
Fugazi,
Joe Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
The Motions,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Lydon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Morten Harket,
The Fuzztones,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.