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 Qatar and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 AZ to the rock 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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Skarface,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Depeche Mode,
The Searchers,
The Cowsills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
ABBA,
Bad Manners,
In Retrospect,
Saccharine Trust,
Ponytail,
The Zeros,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Human League,
The Birthday Party,
John Coltrane,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül II,
Yellowson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
Chrome,
Cheater Slicks,
Kas Product,
Terry Callier,
Davy DMX,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Laurel Aitken,
Kerri Chandler,
Minutemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rotary Connection,
Gong,
AZ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scion,
Ultra Naté,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Grass Roots,
The Moleskins,
Lucky Dragons,
China Crisis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camberwell Now,
Circle Jerks,
Black Moon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Ten City,
Moebius,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arcadia,
The Golliwogs,
Tommy Roe,
Anakelly,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.