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 Cyprus and from Paris.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cameo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Letta Mbulu,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Agent Orange,
Symarip,
Cal Tjader,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brothers Johnson,
Jeff Lynne,
E-Dancer,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
UT,
The Smoke,
Sight & Sound,
Severed Heads,
Ornette Coleman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Detroit Cobras,
Young Marble Giants,
World's Most,
Bauhaus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aloha Tigers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
The Wake,
Stereo Dub,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Make Up,
U.S. Maple,
Anakelly,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Kevin Saunderson,
New York Dolls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Unrelated Segments,
Main Source,
Delta 5,
the Sonics,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Clarke,
Technova,
Von Mondo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fear,
Lindisfarne,
Bob Dylan,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.