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 Mali and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lou Reed 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 Theoretical Girls to the grime 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Matthew Bourne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Television,
Henry Cow,
EPMD,
KRS-One,
Desert Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rites of Spring,
Darondo,
The Techniques,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Leonard Cohen,
Mary Jane Girls,
China Crisis,
The Gladiators,
Country Teasers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
Monks,
Siglo XX,
Josef K,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
PIL,
The Neon Judgement,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Sheep,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
Sun City Girls,
Hot Snakes,
Lindisfarne,
Pussy Galore,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Barrington Levy,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
Niagra,
Animal Collective,
Jimmy McGriff,
Radiohead,
Jacques Brel,
John Coltrane,
The Buckinghams,
Steve Hackett,
These Immortal Souls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.