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 Dominican Republic and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Michael McDonald 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 Los Fastidios to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Electric Prunes,
Donald Byrd,
Amazonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Kurtis Blow,
Fad Gadget,
Minnie Riperton,
Iggy Pop,
Y Pants,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tres Demented,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eddi Front,
Danielle Patucci,
Kevin Saunderson,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
Scion,
The Black Dice,
The Smiths,
ABBA,
Marvin Gaye,
Average White Band,
The Skatalites,
Duran Duran,
Swans,
Pantaleimon,
Man Eating Sloth,
ABC,
Surgeon,
Rites of Spring,
Buzzcocks,
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Machine,
Soft Cell,
Piero Umiliani,
The Moody Blues,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Heaven 17,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare,
Neil Young,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Standells,
Depeche Mode,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suburban Knight,
Ice-T,
The Modern Lovers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mo-Dettes,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.