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 Ivory Coast and from London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Supertramp to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Parrish,
Monks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Supertramp,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Trumans Water,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
Bauhaus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doors,
The Buckinghams,
Lightning Bolt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Schoolly D,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arab on Radar,
The American Breed,
Siglo XX,
Grey Daturas,
Blancmange,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sällskapet,
Suburban Knight,
Das Ding,
John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Colin Newman,
Whodini,
Anakelly,
China Crisis,
Skarface,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Flag,
Bootsy Collins,
Brand Nubian,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Hill,
Reagan Youth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bad Manners,
EPMD,
Mo-Dettes,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Motions,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
The Zeros,
Warren Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
John Holt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.