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 Russia and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Byron Stingily to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Excepter,
Byron Stingily,
The Remains,
Joy Division,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brick,
Icehouse,
Eden Ahbez,
Bob Dylan,
Colin Newman,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Slick Rick,
Lalann,
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
The Raincoats,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül II,
Surgeon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Osbourne,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Supertramp,
The Cramps,
Smog,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Niagra,
This Heat,
Animal Collective,
PIL,
Mars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fugazi,
Clear Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deepchord,
the Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
K-Klass,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Public Enemy,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.