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 Mozambique and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moss Icon to the dance 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
Visage,
The Flesh Eaters,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
The Trojans,
Von Mondo,
Josef K,
The Mummies,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Surgeon,
Niagra,
Bang On A Can,
One Last Wish,
Brand Nubian,
The Busters,
Scrapy,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare,
The Litter,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Halsall,
Deepchord,
Nick Fraelich,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
Qualms,
The Five Americans,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Sheep,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Real Kids,
Ludus,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
This Heat,
MDC,
Lungfish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Kas Product,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Green,
Anakelly,
Vladislav Delay,
UT,
Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Second Layer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.