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 Belarus and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum 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 Blancmange to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
CMW,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Black Dice,
Rosa Yemen,
X-101,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soulsonic Force,
Scion,
Albert Ayler,
Grey Daturas,
Matthew Halsall,
Television,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Beau Brummels,
The Zeros,
The Offenders,
The Durutti Column,
Iggy Pop,
Ralphi Rosario,
A Flock of Seagulls,
June Days,
The Slackers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
New York Dolls,
One Last Wish,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn,
Zero Boys,
Subhumans,
8 Eyed Spy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Bananas,
Joe Smooth,
The Knickerbockers,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rakim,
Josef K,
Hot Snakes,
Bush Tetras,
Con Funk Shun,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pylon,
Jerry's Kids,
Arcadia,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.