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 Antigua and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator 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 Warren Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Funky Four + One,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Procol Harum,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
Swell Maps,
the Swans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Make Up,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soulsonic Force,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
MDC,
World's Most,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Prince Buster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Normal,
Underground Resistance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blancmange,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel,
Michelle Simonal,
Cheater Slicks,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios,
Eric B and Rakim,
Panda Bear,
The Neon Judgement,
Bush Tetras,
Fluxion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
Mars,
The Monochrome Set,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultravox,
Deepchord,
The Toasters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Average White Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sixth Finger,
John Coltrane,
The Smoke,
Todd Rundgren,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.