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 Estonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 David McCallum to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Gories,
Chris & Cosey,
Yellowson,
Buzzcocks,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Style,
Livin' Joy,
The Slackers,
Monks,
John Cale,
Lungfish,
Tommy Roe,
Alton Ellis,
The Smiths,
cv313,
Bill Wells,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Christie,
T.S.O.L.,
Althea and Donna,
Reuben Wilson,
Camouflage,
Sparks,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Dual Sessions,
MDC,
The Index,
Eric Copeland,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Piero Umiliani,
Laurel Aitken,
Basic Channel,
Shuggie Otis,
Joey Negro,
Swans,
Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Infiniti,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shoche,
Marmalade,
Loose Ends,
The Cure,
Lalo Schifrin,
Average White Band,
The Toasters,
Minnie Riperton,
Das Ding,
The Mojo Men,
Youth Brigade,
Barry Ungar,
Vainqueur,
One Last Wish,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sight & Sound,
Dark Day,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.