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 Uruguay and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
The Red Krayola,
PIL,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
Steve Hackett,
Jandek,
Sparks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Five Americans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Audionom,
Gang Green,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Von Mondo,
The Gun Club,
Deakin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stiv Bators,
Roy Ayers,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cure,
Black Flag,
Terrestrial Tones,
Todd Rundgren,
Q and Not U,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alton Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Circle Jerks,
B.T. Express,
The Cosmic Jokers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Flipper,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hardrive,
Surgeon,
Laurel Aitken,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Soft Cell,
CMW,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Guru Guru,
Lyres,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.