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 Bahamas and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Piero Umiliani to the rap 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin 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 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?
Jandek,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cal Tjader,
Pagans,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Osbourne,
Unwound,
Morten Harket,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
K-Klass,
Kayak,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Graham Central Station,
Little Man,
Ituana,
The Sonics,
Don Cherry,
The Gladiators,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
Radio Birdman,
Lindisfarne,
Severed Heads,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobby Sherman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dead C,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Victims,
Roy Ayers,
Trumans Water,
Boredoms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nirvana,
Dual Sessions,
Black Moon,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camberwell Now,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unrelated Segments,
Gastr Del Sol,
OOIOO,
The Fortunes,
MDC,
Mandrill,
Average White Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Monks,
Mantronix,
the Germs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.