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 Greece and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Quadrant to the rock 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
The Dead C,
Lightning Bolt,
Ronan,
the Swans,
The Index,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
Magma,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Monks,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Flag,
Eurythmics,
Marine Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slave,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Motions,
Pulsallama,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Martian,
Jeff Mills,
Lyres,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Terry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Easy Going,
the Sonics,
the Association,
The Moody Blues,
Oneida,
The Gories,
New Order,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Litter,
Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
The Kinks,
F. McDonald,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
This Heat,
Symarip,
Deadbeat,
Bill Wells,
Hasil Adkins,
Bauhaus,
kango's stein massive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Infiniti,
Excepter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.