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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
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 snare 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the rock 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joe Smooth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Easy Going,
Camouflage,
Au Pairs,
Crooked Eye,
Joey Negro,
the Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fugs,
Talk Talk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Swans,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
The Wake,
Bill Wells,
Flipper,
Rapeman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Velvet Underground,
The Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eddi Front,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fugazi,
Kas Product,
the Slits,
Chrome,
Scion,
Eli Mardock,
The Fuzztones,
Pere Ubu,
R.M.O.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Banda Bassotti,
Joyce Sims,
Man Parrish,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
Gichy Dan,
UT,
U.S. Maple,
Eric Copeland,
The Human League,
Davy DMX,
Marmalade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Metal Thangz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ice-T,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Anthony Braxton,
The Electric Prunes,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.