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 Iran and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Arcadia,
Chris Corsano,
Althea and Donna,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Slits,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pussy Galore,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
The Smoke,
Sugar Minott,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mo-Dettes,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
New Order,
Zapp,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bob Dylan,
Mission of Burma,
Khruangbin,
Sun Ra,
Japan,
The Gories,
Lucky Dragons,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Bill Near,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brothers Johnson,
Agitation Free,
The Raincoats,
10cc,
Sandy B,
The Real Kids,
The United States of America,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quantec,
Von Mondo,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
Gang of Four,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
E-Dancer,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gap Band,
Fear,
Terry Callier,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
The Sonics,
Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.