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 Austria and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 PIL to the techno 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bluetip,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mo-Dettes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Byrd,
Kerrie Biddell,
The United States of America,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
Marine Girls,
The Kinks,
The Moleskins,
Angry Samoans,
Black Pus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fugazi,
Roxy Music,
Surgeon,
the Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gun Club,
The Sonics,
Slave,
Byron Stingily,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
The Motions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Goldenarms,
F. McDonald,
The Buckinghams,
Faust,
Nils Olav,
Gang Green,
The Happenings,
Eric B and Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nico,
Quadrant,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ronan,
Neu!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moebius,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alton Ellis,
Hot Snakes,
The Blues Magoos,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.