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 Korea North and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the crunk 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Procol Harum,
The Toasters,
Wasted Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hoover,
New Order,
Grey Daturas,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
Stereo Dub,
The Remains,
Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Sherman,
Harmonia,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tom Boy,
the Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Japan,
The New Christs,
Jandek,
Maurizio,
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
Crooked Eye,
Outsiders,
Anthony Braxton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Patti Smith,
The Barracudas,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy,
Dark Day,
Niagra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crime,
Davy DMX,
John Holt,
Brass Construction,
Bronski Beat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sarah Menescal,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.