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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The New Christs to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Patti Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Tommy Roe,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Yazoo,
Tubeway Army,
Hoover,
Toni Rubio,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Smooth,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Knickerbockers,
The Pretty Things,
Scion,
Liliput,
Average White Band,
Monolake,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Charles Mingus,
Radio Birdman,
The Invisible,
The Raincoats,
D'Angelo,
Crash Course in Science,
Kaleidoscope,
Talk Talk,
Y Pants,
Johnny Clarke,
Fear,
Nick Fraelich,
X-101,
Mad Mike,
JFA,
The Dead C,
Bobby Hutcherson,
June of 44,
Gong,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare,
Clear Light,
Gichy Dan,
The Litter,
Ultravox,
The Cure,
Magma,
Drexciya,
Wolf Eyes,
Bronski Beat,
Anakelly,
The Durutti Column,
Derrick Morgan,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.