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 Tunisia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cure,
Johnny Clarke,
Excepter,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neu!,
UT,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Misunderstood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Leaves,
Hashim,
Royal Trux,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
Make Up,
Ronan,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fatback Band,
Stetsasonic,
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Con Funk Shun,
Sparks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Joey Negro,
Eric Copeland,
Rotary Connection,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rekid,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
The Mojo Men,
Swell Maps,
Infiniti,
Panda Bear,
Swans,
Sandy B,
The Beau Brummels,
Khruangbin,
Lyres,
Steve Hackett,
Davy DMX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.