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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Johannesburg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Maleditus Sound to the punk 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barry Ungar,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Procol Harum,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eurythmics,
Soul II Soul,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sparks,
Severed Heads,
Buzzcocks,
Basic Channel,
The Wake,
The Toasters,
Todd Terry,
Black Sheep,
Alphaville,
Rufus Thomas,
Cecil Taylor,
Deadbeat,
Derrick May,
Lindisfarne,
The Real Kids,
In Retrospect,
Crime,
Warren Ellis,
John Holt,
These Immortal Souls,
Guru Guru,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Birthday Party,
MDC,
Television Personalities,
Lyres,
Joyce Sims,
John Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Womack,
Los Fastidios,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rosa Yemen,
Cluster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Terry Callier,
Banda Bassotti,
Ten City,
The Techniques,
Mark Hollis,
New Age Steppers,
Ronnie Foster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.