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 Guinea-Bissau and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Scrapy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Brand Nubian,
Jerry's Kids,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warren Ellis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gabor Szabo,
Los Fastidios,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
Ultra Naté,
Ten City,
Whodini,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tears for Fears,
Cecil Taylor,
Rapeman,
Theoretical Girls,
Bad Manners,
DJ Style,
Parry Music,
Erykah Badu,
Visage,
Monolake,
PIL,
Second Layer,
Grauzone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
David Bowie,
X-102,
Banda Bassotti,
Underground Resistance,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultimate Spinach,
Colin Newman,
The Gories,
Basic Channel,
Scratch Acid,
Lyres,
Minutemen,
Deepchord,
Excepter,
Aaron Thompson,
Alphaville,
Sonic Youth,
Erasure,
The Invisible,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Tom Boy,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
Robert Görl,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.