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 Croatia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rap 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Jacques Brel,
Moebius,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Unrelated Segments,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Charles Mingus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Groovy Waters,
Whodini,
Kaleidoscope,
The Red Krayola,
Circle Jerks,
The Busters,
Yaz,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
Panda Bear,
Big Daddy Kane,
Essential Logic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Schoolly D,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barbara Tucker,
Davy DMX,
The Searchers,
The Neon Judgement,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liliput,
Derrick Morgan,
KRS-One,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scientists,
The Residents,
The Birthday Party,
E-Dancer,
Man Parrish,
the Association,
The Slits,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boogie Down Productions,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Order,
Bobby Womack,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.