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 Croatia 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Warsaw to the funk 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
The Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dave Clark Five,
AZ,
the Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
Don Cherry,
Tres Demented,
The Music Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Deakin,
Monks,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
ABC,
The Evens,
the Germs,
Lalann,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visage,
Main Source,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
Rekid,
Metal Thangz,
Japan,
Cheater Slicks,
Loose Ends,
Khruangbin,
Country Teasers,
The Durutti Column,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronan,
Slick Rick,
Q and Not U,
Yellowson,
Pere Ubu,
Massinfluence,
Johnny Clarke,
Bill Near,
The Toasters,
The Grass Roots,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül,
Mandrill,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stiv Bators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Residents,
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Morten Harket,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.