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 Syria and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 Joe Finger to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
The Divine Comedy,
Inner City,
Vainqueur,
Black Sheep,
Fad Gadget,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dual Sessions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Leonard Cohen,
James White and The Blacks,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Make Up,
Subhumans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fugazi,
Bauhaus,
Pulsallama,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Davy DMX,
Q65,
Oneida,
The Fortunes,
The Techniques,
The Gladiators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faust,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Swell Maps,
Joe Finger,
Josef K,
Gang of Four,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boz Scaggs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Bourne,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Christie,
The J.B.'s,
The Slits,
Yellowson,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smiths,
Janne Schatter,
X-101,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Freddie Wadling,
John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Flash Fearless,
The Flesh Eaters,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
The Real Kids,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.