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 San Marino and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Cramps to the grunge 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Peter and Kerry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Infiniti,
Janne Schatter,
June Days,
Isaac Hayes,
Rites of Spring,
Stockholm Monsters,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Angels of Light,
Visage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Simply Red,
The Searchers,
Charles Mingus,
Q and Not U,
New York Dolls,
Hot Snakes,
Terry Callier,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Henry Cow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
F. McDonald,
Flamin' Groovies,
Buzzcocks,
Arab on Radar,
Glenn Branca,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
Crash Course in Science,
Ultra Naté,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Monks,
The Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
World's Most,
Maurizio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thompson Twins,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fat Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
Vladislav Delay,
Quadrant,
The Gladiators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.