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 Moldova and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Marine Girls to the disco 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
The Blues Magoos,
Parry Music,
The Saints,
L. Decosne,
Shoche,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABBA,
Archie Shepp,
The Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lower 48,
Moby Grape,
David Bowie,
Godley & Creme,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
The Doors,
The Motions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lakeside,
The Standells,
UT,
The Misunderstood,
The Fortunes,
Peter and Kerry,
Pierre Henry,
Cameo,
Skarface,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
This Heat,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Maurizio,
Cheater Slicks,
Roxy Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bauhaus,
The Count Five,
The Gap Band,
Monolake,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
Ornette Coleman,
Goldenarms,
Delta 5,
Yaz,
Smog,
Erasure,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dark Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang On A Can,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mars,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.