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 Bangladesh and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Drexciya to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '70s.
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 Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
John Foxx,
UT,
Jawbox,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
Traffic Nightmare,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fugs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Howard Jones,
Japan,
Sparks,
The Motions,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Residents,
T. Rex,
La Düsseldorf,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fad Gadget,
Idris Muhammad,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Image Ltd.,
Danielle Patucci,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camberwell Now,
David Bowie,
Deepchord,
Anthony Braxton,
The Seeds,
The Searchers,
Procol Harum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Altered Images,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monks,
Mars,
Warren Ellis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-102,
The Smiths,
Johnny Clarke,
Section 25,
The Modern Lovers,
Bad Manners,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Second Layer,
The Stooges,
Wally Richardson,
Aural Exciters,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Sherman,
Scratch Acid,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.