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 Austria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Quantec to the funk 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
Bobby Sherman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nation of Ulysses,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Severed Heads,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pagans,
Lee Hazlewood,
T. Rex,
Shoche,
The Cowsills,
Rhythm & Sound,
Patti Smith,
Iggy Pop,
Masters at Work,
Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Terry,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Pop Group,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Womack,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fear,
Black Pus,
Groovy Waters,
Black Bananas,
Joyce Sims,
Dead Boys,
PIL,
Surgeon,
The Fugs,
Echospace,
Rekid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Machine,
Lalann,
The Birthday Party,
the Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick May,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magazine,
Ice-T,
The Fuzztones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.