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 Equatorial Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Make Up,
Pharoah Sanders,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
The Modern Lovers,
Yellowson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cramps,
Stockholm Monsters,
Subhumans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blake Baxter,
KRS-One,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Skriet,
Quadrant,
The Motions,
Chris Corsano,
Aswad,
June Days,
Scion,
The Fall,
Flash Fearless,
E-Dancer,
The Searchers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Peter and Kerry,
Rakim,
The Pop Group,
Niagra,
The J.B.'s,
Susan Cadogan,
Accadde A,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
The Gladiators,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
Sight & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jerry's Kids,
Sugar Minott,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Coltrane,
Dave Gahan,
Arcadia,
Reuben Wilson,
The Star Department,
Unrelated Segments,
Kurtis Blow,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.