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 Argentina and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 John Foxx to the rap 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Scrapy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Godley & Creme,
Scratch Acid,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Vogues,
Camberwell Now,
The Slits,
The Happenings,
The Trojans,
Oneida,
The Saints,
The Evens,
Goldenarms,
the Swans,
Harmonia,
Lower 48,
Derrick May,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dead Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dawn Penn,
Henry Cow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boredoms,
Max Romeo,
New Order,
Josef K,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deakin,
Second Layer,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxette,
Dennis Brown,
Main Source,
Sex Pistols,
The Pop Group,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang of Four,
Aloha Tigers,
Make Up,
Minutemen,
The Slackers,
Gichy Dan,
Au Pairs,
Yusef Lateef,
Deepchord,
Suicide,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Shoche,
Lalann,
DJ Sneak,
Fat Boys,
Basic Channel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.