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 Qatar and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Crime,
Alison Limerick,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
CMW,
Average White Band,
Accadde A,
DNA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
Ralphi Rosario,
KRS-One,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ponytail,
The Kinks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dawn Penn,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Trumans Water,
Thompson Twins,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camberwell Now,
Swans,
T. Rex,
The Misunderstood,
Pylon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack,
Quantec,
Country Teasers,
Nico,
Mantronix,
Derrick May,
Graham Central Station,
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Basic Channel,
Dennis Brown,
Main Source,
Jandek,
MC5,
Robert Wyatt,
Yaz,
The Searchers,
Fear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Alphaville,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.