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 Cuba and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gang Gang Dance to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Jerry's Kids,
Q and Not U,
Bush Tetras,
Dawn Penn,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quantec,
Peter and Kerry,
The Five Americans,
Ornette Coleman,
Pole,
John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
Byron Stingily,
Royal Trux,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Slackers,
Black Moon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
JFA,
The Smiths,
Pussy Galore,
The Litter,
Half Japanese,
Livin' Joy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sällskapet,
Soul II Soul,
Connie Case,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Charles Mingus,
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Christie,
The Happenings,
Don Cherry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Heaven 17,
Jacques Brel,
a-ha,
Andrew Hill,
The New Christs,
Fat Boys,
Warsaw,
David Bowie,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
Scan 7,
Howard Jones,
The Victims,
Drexciya,
Cameo,
FM Einheit,
The Angels of Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
Infiniti,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.