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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nik Kershaw to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Metal Thangz,
Kerri Chandler,
Dave Gahan,
Anakelly,
Roxette,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
Agitation Free,
Country Teasers,
Arab on Radar,
Anthony Braxton,
Rakim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Electric Prunes,
the Human League,
Pantytec,
the Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oblivians,
Al Stewart,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yazoo,
Colin Newman,
The Cowsills,
Aural Exciters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
The J.B.'s,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Japan,
Second Layer,
The Buckinghams,
The Gories,
The United States of America,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
R.M.O.,
Jandek,
Stereo Dub,
Spoonie Gee,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Sherman,
Surgeon,
Black Moon,
Moby Grape,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.