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 Peru and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Royal Trux,
Ossler,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ludus,
This Heat,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Marcia Griffiths,
The American Breed,
Vladislav Delay,
Siglo XX,
Cybotron,
Althea and Donna,
John Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Wire,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Starr,
EPMD,
Funky Four + One,
Alphaville,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
Lakeside,
Oneida,
Rotary Connection,
Donny Hathaway,
Joyce Sims,
Monks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deepchord,
Radio Birdman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
China Crisis,
Gang of Four,
Delta 5,
B.T. Express,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agitation Free,
Con Funk Shun,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Zapp,
AZ,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
Dawn Penn,
Shoche,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scratch Acid,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cure,
Colin Newman,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.