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 South Africa and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Saints to the rap 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Dave Gahan,
Fatback Band,
10cc,
Sonic Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Rundgren,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
T.S.O.L.,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Funky Four + One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Sällskapet,
Lalo Schifrin,
Adolescents,
Cecil Taylor,
John Cale,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ludus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Symarip,
Skaos,
kango's stein massive,
Smog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Buzzcocks,
Colin Newman,
John Coltrane,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
KRS-One,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantytec,
Fear,
Al Stewart,
Boredoms,
Tim Buckley,
Todd Terry,
The Slackers,
Scan 7,
The Seeds,
Echospace,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boogie Down Productions,
OOIOO,
The Litter,
Warren Ellis,
R.M.O.,
The Misunderstood,
The Cowsills,
Eddi Front,
Tommy Roe,
Gabor Szabo,
MDC,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.