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 Burkina 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Minnie Riperton,
T. Rex,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roxette,
the Soft Cell,
Amazonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra,
The Smiths,
Nirvana,
Underground Resistance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Graham Central Station,
The Zeros,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Chrome,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The American Breed,
The Dirtbombs,
T.S.O.L.,
Sparks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faraquet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tres Demented,
the Germs,
Sarah Menescal,
Altered Images,
The Residents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aaron Thompson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Foxx,
Youth Brigade,
Freddie Wadling,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
Surgeon,
Sonic Youth,
Mars,
Amon Düül,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Patti Smith,
Pole,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
Kurtis Blow,
Agent Orange,
John Holt,
L. Decosne,
the Bar-Kays,
Cal Tjader,
Quando Quango,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.