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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Soft Cell to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Flipper,
Joe Finger,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blake Baxter,
Piero Umiliani,
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Remains,
The Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magazine,
Magma,
Mission of Burma,
Y Pants,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Silicon Teens,
Sight & Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
June Days,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fortunes,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bill Near,
The Skatalites,
Oneida,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Dave Clark Five,
New Order,
Yellowson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Zapp,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Warsaw,
Moby Grape,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultravox,
Arab on Radar,
Pagans,
the Slits,
Tomorrow,
K-Klass,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
Quantec,
8 Eyed Spy,
Goldenarms,
X-101,
Quando Quango,
Porter Ricks,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
The Victims,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.