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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kas Product,
Faraquet,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Remains,
Urselle,
Inner City,
Brass Construction,
Peter and Kerry,
Janne Schatter,
Althea and Donna,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Music Machine,
Monolake,
Schoolly D,
The United States of America,
Al Stewart,
Accadde A,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool Moe Dee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dennis Brown,
Roxette,
B.T. Express,
Neu!,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Hashim,
Newcleus,
Barbara Tucker,
Judy Mowatt,
Prince Buster,
Rufus Thomas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Severed Heads,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
David Axelrod,
H. Thieme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
D'Angelo,
Dawn Penn,
Lyres,
The Cure,
Gang of Four,
Rotary Connection,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.