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 New Zealand and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the jazz 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Anthony Braxton,
X-Ray Spex,
LL Cool J,
Skriet,
The Star Department,
Brass Construction,
Grey Daturas,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mojo Men,
The Standells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Warsaw,
cv313,
Nas,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wolf Eyes,
Iggy Pop,
Moss Icon,
Pylon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Basic Channel,
Al Stewart,
Crooked Eye,
Joey Negro,
Average White Band,
Oneida,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thee Headcoats,
the Germs,
The Kinks,
Supertramp,
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
Boogie Down Productions,
Funky Four + One,
World's Most,
Skaos,
Derrick May,
Youth Brigade,
10cc,
Fugazi,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Lightning Bolt,
The Searchers,
AZ,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Animal Collective,
The Martian,
H. Thieme,
Davy DMX,
The Velvet Underground,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.