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 Mauritania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rufus Thomas to the dance 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Ultra Naté,
The Invisible,
Visage,
Lucky Dragons,
Clear Light,
Aloha Tigers,
The Monks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Sällskapet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yellowson,
Magazine,
Nik Kershaw,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eve St. Jones,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anakelly,
Maurizio,
Sarah Menescal,
Essential Logic,
Interpol,
KRS-One,
Supertramp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agent Orange,
Harmonia,
Underground Resistance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
Don Cherry,
Gong,
The Sonics,
Heaven 17,
Blossom Toes,
Connie Case,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
F. McDonald,
The Busters,
The Stooges,
Isaac Hayes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
La Düsseldorf,
Byron Stingily,
Spandau Ballet,
Tim Buckley,
Niagra,
Danielle Patucci,
Rotary Connection,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.