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 Tanzania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Boredoms,
The United States of America,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
UT,
Spoonie Gee,
Theoretical Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Negative Approach,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
the Normal,
Unwound,
Lungfish,
Quando Quango,
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deakin,
Mr. Review,
Depeche Mode,
Fat Boys,
Monks,
E-Dancer,
Sex Pistols,
This Heat,
Sällskapet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Machine,
Pylon,
Brass Construction,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blake Baxter,
Moebius,
World's Most,
Suicide,
Ossler,
The Gun Club,
Excepter,
Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joyce Sims,
Nils Olav,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marmalade,
Index,
Gang of Four,
Y Pants,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Human League,
David Bowie,
Lou Christie,
L. Decosne,
Swell Maps,
Dawn Penn,
The Red Krayola,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.