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 Colombia and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Sherman to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Deadbeat,
The Doors,
The Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Clear Light,
Cluster,
The Music Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young,
DJ Sneak,
Radio Birdman,
Sight & Sound,
The Smoke,
Kurtis Blow,
Newcleus,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nico,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
Bauhaus,
Tres Demented,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Pus,
Funkadelic,
Das Ding,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Saccharine Trust,
Mark Hollis,
cv313,
Wire,
Guru Guru,
Jandek,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scientists,
Henry Cow,
10cc,
Derrick May,
Judy Mowatt,
Slick Rick,
ABC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Unwound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Technova,
Motorama,
Audionom,
The Buckinghams,
New Order,
Youth Brigade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Massinfluence,
Subhumans,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.