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 Japan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the electroclash 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
Arab on Radar,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed,
Hot Snakes,
Deadbeat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mission of Burma,
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
The Smiths,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
New York Dolls,
Ronnie Foster,
Section 25,
The Blackbyrds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter and Kerry,
Basic Channel,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lyres,
Hardrive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Moody Blues,
Pantytec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Rekid,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
Procol Harum,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gories,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jacob Miller,
Talk Talk,
Max Romeo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eurythmics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yaz,
The Associates,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.