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 Gabon and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ossler to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doors,
Derrick May,
Jacob Miller,
Fatback Band,
The Saints,
Roxy Music,
Yazoo,
Main Source,
Alison Limerick,
Faust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moebius,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Average White Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
Panda Bear,
Eurythmics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul II Soul,
The Motions,
Nick Fraelich,
Yaz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Invisible,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Music Machine,
Nils Olav,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Colin Newman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fall,
Gang Green,
Unrelated Segments,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brass Construction,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terry Callier,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cluster,
Inner City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronan,
Ralphi Rosario,
LL Cool J,
Organ,
The Victims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ash Ra Tempel,
10cc,
Reagan Youth,
The Index,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.