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 Uruguay and from Calgary.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The American Breed 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Anthony Braxton,
Boz Scaggs,
Wally Richardson,
Prince Buster,
Rufus Thomas,
Danielle Patucci,
Moss Icon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Technova,
Dual Sessions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lower 48,
The Searchers,
Amazonics,
Depeche Mode,
The Pretty Things,
Sugar Minott,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
Ohio Players,
Stockholm Monsters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
H. Thieme,
Peter & Gordon,
Deadbeat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
The Litter,
Au Pairs,
Bill Near,
The Zeros,
Reagan Youth,
10cc,
John Cale,
Fatback Band,
Ultra Naté,
Inner City,
Niagra,
Nas,
Mantronix,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brand Nubian,
Rites of Spring,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ituana,
Robert Wyatt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
The Slits,
Simply Red,
Cluster,
New Order,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tears for Fears,
Tommy Roe,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.