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 the UAE and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Robert Hood to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Pierre Henry,
Archie Shepp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joyce Sims,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blackbyrds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Babytalk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
FM Einheit,
Depeche Mode,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Iggy Pop,
June Days,
Juan Atkins,
D'Angelo,
Easy Going,
Rotary Connection,
Chrome,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
Roxette,
Massinfluence,
Clear Light,
Yusef Lateef,
Alison Limerick,
Adolescents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quadrant,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Albert Ayler,
The Walker Brothers,
Outsiders,
Drexciya,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Skatalites,
Main Source,
Scrapy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Raincoats,
Warren Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Icehouse,
Pylon,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Janne Schatter,
The Neon Judgement,
Shoche,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mark Hollis,
X-102,
PIL,
Panda Bear,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.