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 Qatar and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ludus to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Byrd,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
Ice-T,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Pop Group,
DJ Sneak,
Cameo,
Arcadia,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Rod Modell,
The Count Five,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Panda Bear,
Tom Boy,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mars,
Bill Near,
Ronnie Foster,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Slits,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Howard Jones,
Crime,
Blossom Toes,
The Durutti Column,
Gang of Four,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sonics,
the Normal,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantytec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
Mark Hollis,
Reagan Youth,
Davy DMX,
The American Breed,
The Cure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nirvana,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.