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 Nauru and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Joy Division to the jazz 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lindisfarne,
Isaac Hayes,
The Vogues,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Qualms,
Morten Harket,
The Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scott Walker,
R.M.O.,
Pierre Henry,
Althea and Donna,
Crime,
Television Personalities,
Alison Limerick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Absolute Body Control,
The Associates,
The Names,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Procol Harum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yellowson,
The Divine Comedy,
U.S. Maple,
Minor Threat,
Camouflage,
Chris Corsano,
Glenn Branca,
Ludus,
Yazoo,
Spandau Ballet,
Rites of Spring,
Goldenarms,
Faust,
Joy Division,
Shoche,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Can,
John Foxx,
DNA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lucky Dragons,
Vladislav Delay,
Joe Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Halsall,
Blossom Toes,
Lower 48,
Essential Logic,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.