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 Ireland and from Manchester.
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 Manila and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Rekid to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Black Moon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ituana,
the Germs,
Chrome,
Wings,
Negative Approach,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Malaria!,
Jacques Brel,
Mandrill,
the Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heaven 17,
Warren Ellis,
Black Pus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Basic Channel,
Morten Harket,
Eric Copeland,
Arab on Radar,
Cybotron,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
Main Source,
Don Cherry,
Leonard Cohen,
Sugar Minott,
Vladislav Delay,
The Alarm Clocks,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
Freddie Wadling,
Easy Going,
The Martian,
New Order,
Suicide,
Joyce Sims,
The Dead C,
The Moody Blues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Faraquet,
Buzzcocks,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
Alphaville,
Janne Schatter,
The Last Poets,
Sound Behaviour,
Grandmaster Flash,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.