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 Azerbaijan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 Joensuu 1685 to the dance 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Jeff Lynne,
The Smoke,
The Toasters,
D'Angelo,
The Monks,
John Holt,
U.S. Maple,
New York Dolls,
Outsiders,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Excepter,
Wire,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
Eddi Front,
Dave Gahan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David Bowie,
Symarip,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
This Heat,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dennis Brown,
Bush Tetras,
Hardrive,
Shuggie Otis,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Pus,
Clear Light,
The Slits,
Warren Ellis,
Nils Olav,
The Slackers,
Reuben Wilson,
Severed Heads,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lucky Dragons,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roger Hodgson,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Flipper,
Khruangbin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Dolphy,
Swans,
Al Stewart,
Gichy Dan,
Das Ding,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.