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 Guyana and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Inner City to the jazz 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare,
Quadrant,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Move,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slits,
The Pretty Things,
the Association,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Desert Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
Jacob Miller,
Yazoo,
The Buckinghams,
Stiv Bators,
Cymande,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Donald Byrd,
Tears for Fears,
Donny Hathaway,
A Certain Ratio,
Josef K,
OOIOO,
Bill Near,
Minnie Riperton,
Smog,
Zero Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Monochrome Set,
Interpol,
The Cramps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Busters,
Arthur Verocai,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun City Girls,
Todd Terry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deadbeat,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
The Beau Brummels,
Kenny Larkin,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
Slave,
Lyres,
Infiniti,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Television,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Warren Ellis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.