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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
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 theremin 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 Albert Ayler to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Fat Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chris Corsano,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eurythmics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ronan,
Ultravox,
Accadde A,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gladiators,
Mantronix,
Donny Hathaway,
Con Funk Shun,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hot Snakes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Groovy Waters,
Crash Course in Science,
John Foxx,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Bar-Kays,
Babytalk,
The Young Rascals,
The Happenings,
Underground Resistance,
Nation of Ulysses,
Albert Ayler,
Cal Tjader,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stereo Dub,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boz Scaggs,
Urselle,
This Heat,
Wire,
Qualms,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
Junior Murvin,
Soft Machine,
EPMD,
Todd Terry,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fortunes,
The Skatalites,
Mark Hollis,
L. Decosne,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
Arcadia,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
Tres Demented,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Smooth,
Smog,
Shuggie Otis,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.