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 Israel and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Maleditus Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Soft Cell,
The Offenders,
Lucky Dragons,
The Electric Prunes,
The Toasters,
OOIOO,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Surgeon,
Technova,
Fela Kuti,
John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Royal Trux,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pussy Galore,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Halsall,
Masters at Work,
The Selecter,
UT,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mary Jane Girls,
Infiniti,
Country Teasers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funky Four + One,
Hot Snakes,
John Lydon,
Yellowson,
The Trojans,
In Retrospect,
Sight & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
Angry Samoans,
The Techniques,
FM Einheit,
Nik Kershaw,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Rekid,
Nirvana,
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Association,
Harpers Bizarre,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gap Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fortunes,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.