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 Iraq and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Alison Limerick to the grime 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
the Sonics,
Procol Harum,
Khruangbin,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Finger,
The Mojo Men,
Rapeman,
Moebius,
Minutemen,
Bush Tetras,
the Swans,
Trumans Water,
Skaos,
The Selecter,
Rosa Yemen,
Duran Duran,
Mandrill,
Ohio Players,
The Evens,
Fugazi,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Prince Buster,
Lucky Dragons,
Whodini,
The Happenings,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faust,
Wally Richardson,
Eurythmics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rekid,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fatback Band,
Joyce Sims,
These Immortal Souls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Durutti Column,
Fat Boys,
X-102,
Cheater Slicks,
The Trojans,
Rotary Connection,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Halsall,
Lower 48,
Glenn Branca,
Stetsasonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Bowie,
Babytalk,
Deepchord,
AZ,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.