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 Canada and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator 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 Lou Christie to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
OOIOO,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Prunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Guru Guru,
Maleditus Sound,
AZ,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiohead,
Fat Boys,
The Happenings,
Das Ding,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare,
Mad Mike,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Massinfluence,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Almond,
Ituana,
Joe Finger,
Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Brick,
Eli Mardock,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yaz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oneida,
the Slits,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Television,
Brass Construction,
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
The Red Krayola,
Tim Buckley,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.