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 Lille.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Chris & Cosey to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cal Tjader,
The Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABC,
Dual Sessions,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Chris Corsano,
The Monochrome Set,
Skarface,
Joensuu 1685,
CMW,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
Fugazi,
Brothers Johnson,
Fela Kuti,
Funkadelic,
T. Rex,
The Barracudas,
Make Up,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
Bad Manners,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
World's Most,
The Fuzztones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
Surgeon,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Carl Craig,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gladiators,
Fear,
Monolake,
MC5,
Jacques Brel,
Fatback Band,
Smog,
Q and Not U,
Ludus,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.