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 Turkey and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roy Ayers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
DJ Style,
Von Mondo,
Scientists,
Roger Hodgson,
Brothers Johnson,
Juan Atkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Sheep,
Reuben Wilson,
Ponytail,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pagans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Terry Callier,
Piero Umiliani,
Oblivians,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
John Cale,
Second Layer,
Jacob Miller,
Y Pants,
The Monochrome Set,
Suburban Knight,
Popol Vuh,
The Dead C,
Barbara Tucker,
Pulsallama,
The Cramps,
Joyce Sims,
Ultravox,
Newcleus,
Absolute Body Control,
Ohio Players,
Groovy Waters,
Skarface,
Harmonia,
John Lydon,
Marc Almond,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gap Band,
the Germs,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
Sun City Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
June of 44,
The Real Kids,
The Saints,
Pole,
Gong,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bang On A Can,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glenn Branca,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.