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 Tonga 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Sun Ra Arkestra 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
Eli Mardock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
Animal Collective,
Anakelly,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Hood,
Scan 7,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lungfish,
Suburban Knight,
Ituana,
Sixth Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Glenn Branca,
Duran Duran,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tim Buckley,
Blancmange,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blackbyrds,
Jacques Brel,
Henry Cow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dennis Brown,
John Lydon,
R.M.O.,
X-102,
Nico,
The Invisible,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Victims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Blues Magoos,
Sugar Minott,
Interpol,
Gregory Isaacs,
Panda Bear,
Scion,
These Immortal Souls,
Eddi Front,
Black Moon,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Audionom,
China Crisis,
The Misunderstood,
48th St. Collective,
Lower 48,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.