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 Slovenia and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 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 Porter Ricks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
MC5,
the Normal,
Quando Quango,
Agent Orange,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mandrill,
Make Up,
Desert Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Lalann,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Suburban Knight,
Roxy Music,
Guru Guru,
The Standells,
The Litter,
Public Enemy,
Scrapy,
the Germs,
Steve Hackett,
Zero Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Neil Young,
Gang Starr,
Aloha Tigers,
Moebius,
Mark Hollis,
Depeche Mode,
Yusef Lateef,
Tommy Roe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Saccharine Trust,
cv313,
Jawbox,
Con Funk Shun,
Au Pairs,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare,
Warsaw,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vladislav Delay,
The New Christs,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed,
Brothers Johnson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
The Velvet Underground,
David McCallum,
The Residents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maurizio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.