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 Laos and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
The United States of America,
Letta Mbulu,
Hot Snakes,
Tomorrow,
Electric Prunes,
Arab on Radar,
Cymande,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
a-ha,
JFA,
David Axelrod,
Deepchord,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camouflage,
Sex Pistols,
The Grass Roots,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Hood,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
The Golliwogs,
The Cramps,
John Holt,
the Sonics,
Nico,
The Cowsills,
Josef K,
The Martian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dead Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pere Ubu,
the Association,
Soft Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smoke,
The Busters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fad Gadget,
Tom Boy,
E-Dancer,
Ronan,
Kayak,
Shoche,
Parry Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Essential Logic,
Sarah Menescal,
The American Breed,
Rufus Thomas,
Crime,
Black Bananas,
Swans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Juan Atkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.