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 Italy and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Technova to the disco 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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Birthday Party,
La Düsseldorf,
kango's stein massive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
Jawbox,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Normal,
Reuben Wilson,
Deadbeat,
Prince Buster,
Chris Corsano,
The Residents,
Michelle Simonal,
Cymande,
The Golliwogs,
Sonic Youth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fad Gadget,
The Cramps,
Brick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skarface,
Max Romeo,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Essential Logic,
Model 500,
The Skatalites,
Chris & Cosey,
Piero Umiliani,
Youth Brigade,
Lakeside,
Ice-T,
DJ Sneak,
Pylon,
Stockholm Monsters,
R.M.O.,
Barbara Tucker,
Radio Birdman,
Crime,
The Fall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Moon,
The Real Kids,
Technova,
Toni Rubio,
Sparks,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minnie Riperton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.