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 Niger and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto 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 snare 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 Youth Brigade to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
PIL,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Von Mondo,
the Germs,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Moon,
Lakeside,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Goldenarms,
Blossom Toes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kaleidoscope,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sugar Minott,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ludus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Babytalk,
LL Cool J,
Heaven 17,
Slave,
Deadbeat,
Desert Stars,
Outsiders,
Neil Young,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Starr,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Byrd,
Crash Course in Science,
Rod Modell,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Maleditus Sound,
Bluetip,
Monks,
Procol Harum,
Unwound,
The Standells,
Tears for Fears,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.