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 Mauritius and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Holger Czukay 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 Panda Bear to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Josef K,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Roxette,
Index,
John Coltrane,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Andrew Hill,
The Grass Roots,
Desert Stars,
Laurel Aitken,
Letta Mbulu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
Aswad,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerri Chandler,
Malaria!,
Goldenarms,
Sun Ra,
Pussy Galore,
Mark Hollis,
Deepchord,
Terry Callier,
Babytalk,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MDC,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
Scientists,
The Gun Club,
Brothers Johnson,
the Association,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
Reagan Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
Ronnie Foster,
Tears for Fears,
T.S.O.L.,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.