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 Italy and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
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 marimba 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 Roxette 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Colin Newman,
Juan Atkins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wasted Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
Pulsallama,
Moss Icon,
Gang of Four,
Panda Bear,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sound,
The Grass Roots,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grey Daturas,
In Retrospect,
Connie Case,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rapeman,
Thompson Twins,
The Music Machine,
Deadbeat,
Skarface,
Funky Four + One,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dawn Penn,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Wake,
The Residents,
Maleditus Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gories,
Bill Near,
Robert Görl,
Deepchord,
Bob Dylan,
Jeff Lynne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Hill,
Sandy B,
Parry Music,
Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Banda Bassotti,
Funkadelic,
The Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tubeway Army,
Delta 5,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dead Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Patti Smith,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.