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 Afghanistan and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Cure to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Loose Ends,
Bootsy Collins,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
Zapp,
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doors,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stiv Bators,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jandek,
David Bowie,
Underground Resistance,
John Lydon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Main Source,
Shuggie Otis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eve St. Jones,
H. Thieme,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
L. Decosne,
Funkadelic,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Yazoo,
The Fall,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Slackers,
Josef K,
Parry Music,
Talk Talk,
Juan Atkins,
Sight & Sound,
Unwound,
Pantytec,
Gong,
T. Rex,
The Motions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash,
Television,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Slave,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scratch Acid,
Soft Cell,
The Cramps,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.