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 Jamaica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Dennis Brown to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harmonia,
X-101,
Joe Finger,
Marc Almond,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fluxion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DNA,
The Gories,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Girls At Our Best!,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers,
Malaria!,
Rapeman,
Parry Music,
the Sonics,
Swell Maps,
Joe Smooth,
Kerri Chandler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The American Breed,
Rhythm & Sound,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roxette,
the Germs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eve St. Jones,
the Association,
Marvin Gaye,
Make Up,
Masters at Work,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Cecil Taylor,
Urselle,
Lucky Dragons,
Hot Snakes,
John Lydon,
The Divine Comedy,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
The Slackers,
The New Christs,
Freddie Wadling,
Skriet,
The Sound,
Nico,
The Mojo Men,
Kurtis Blow,
Terry Callier,
48th St. Collective,
the Fania All-Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
AZ,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.