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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Crime to the rap 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The J.B.'s,
Neu!,
Moss Icon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cluster,
The Leaves,
Dennis Brown,
OOIOO,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeff Lynne,
10cc,
John Holt,
Scientists,
Warren Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Order,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Ohio Players,
Barbara Tucker,
A Certain Ratio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Intrusion,
The Gun Club,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Donny Hathaway,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Throbbing Gristle,
Y Pants,
Jerry's Kids,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Judy Mowatt,
Max Romeo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Aural Exciters,
Quadrant,
Ludus,
Audionom,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
The Doors,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.