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 Sudan and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gang of Four 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
the Bar-Kays,
Roxy Music,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle,
Mandrill,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Parry Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Depeche Mode,
Dark Day,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crime,
Porter Ricks,
Mars,
Qualms,
Mantronix,
The Motions,
Cheater Slicks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
CMW,
Bauhaus,
Maurizio,
Country Teasers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Wyatt,
ABC,
The Skatalites,
Albert Ayler,
Idris Muhammad,
Easy Going,
Electric Light Orchestra,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pagans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reuben Wilson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
Buzzcocks,
Steve Hackett,
Metal Thangz,
Peter & Gordon,
John Foxx,
The Red Krayola,
Lalann,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Matthew Halsall,
Rites of Spring,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Monolake,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.