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 Turkmenistan and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Dirtbombs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bauhaus,
The Evens,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Christie,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
Sex Pistols,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Ken Boothe,
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlback,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
Cecil Taylor,
Supertramp,
Bronski Beat,
Darondo,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers,
Magma,
Charles Mingus,
Stiv Bators,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Human League,
Skriet,
Johnny Clarke,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Surgeon,
the Bar-Kays,
Hashim,
Black Bananas,
Swell Maps,
DJ Style,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sam Rivers,
The Monks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang of Four,
KRS-One,
Spoonie Gee,
48th St. Collective,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.