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 Macedonia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 ABC to the disco 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Gastr Del Sol,
David Axelrod,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
10cc,
John Cale,
UT,
Newcleus,
Bootsy Collins,
Sonic Youth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Funkadelic,
The Stooges,
Kool Moe Dee,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joy Division,
The Seeds,
The Golliwogs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Finger,
Country Teasers,
Rotary Connection,
Delon & Dalcan,
Technova,
Jacob Miller,
Brass Construction,
Grauzone,
Oneida,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Divine Comedy,
Iggy Pop,
Thee Headcoats,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
The Zeros,
The Vogues,
Crash Course in Science,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Bananas,
Yellowson,
Pole,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
K-Klass,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Glenn Branca,
Jeff Lynne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lyres,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.