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 Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
The Knickerbockers,
Inner City,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
Iggy Pop,
Young Marble Giants,
Skaos,
The Moleskins,
Tears for Fears,
Eve St. Jones,
New Order,
Shuggie Otis,
AZ,
Slick Rick,
Flipper,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Judy Mowatt,
One Last Wish,
Supertramp,
T.S.O.L.,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
Rotary Connection,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lindisfarne,
10cc,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Beau Brummels,
The Stooges,
Traffic Nightmare,
Funkadelic,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Don Cherry,
Technova,
John Holt,
Los Fastidios,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gap Band,
Section 25,
The Neon Judgement,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
L. Decosne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Harmonia,
Interpol,
Television Personalities,
Nirvana,
Janne Schatter,
The Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.