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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Hoover to the rock 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s.
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 Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Index,
Sam Rivers,
Erykah Badu,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alison Limerick,
Henry Cow,
The Raincoats,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
The Fall,
Rosa Yemen,
The Pop Group,
The Knickerbockers,
kango's stein massive,
James White and The Blacks,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joensuu 1685,
Lower 48,
Popol Vuh,
Sound Behaviour,
Nirvana,
Amazonics,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gladiators,
Andrew Hill,
Judy Mowatt,
The Associates,
Tom Boy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Accadde A,
Cheater Slicks,
Model 500,
Donny Hathaway,
The Selecter,
Scan 7,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
Symarip,
Charles Mingus,
Sight & Sound,
The Star Department,
Joyce Sims,
Smog,
Anakelly,
The Searchers,
Archie Shepp,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
the Normal,
The Misunderstood,
Alice Coltrane,
Oblivians,
Nick Fraelich,
Clear Light,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.