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 Switzerland and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Lou Christie to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Black Moon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed,
Wally Richardson,
Arab on Radar,
Sugar Minott,
Dawn Penn,
Royal Trux,
Severed Heads,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultravox,
Make Up,
KRS-One,
Cybotron,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Birthday Party,
Quantec,
Arthur Verocai,
Absolute Body Control,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
Youth Brigade,
Barry Ungar,
The Litter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
Mantronix,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Cale,
A Certain Ratio,
Vladislav Delay,
The Raincoats,
Neu!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Standells,
H. Thieme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brass Construction,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Qualms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Audionom,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris & Cosey,
Lyres,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
The Young Rascals,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.