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 Italy and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 U.S. Maple to the techno 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
The Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dave Gahan,
Technova,
The Electric Prunes,
Aloha Tigers,
K-Klass,
T. Rex,
Severed Heads,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Khruangbin,
Ornette Coleman,
Patti Smith,
Index,
Loose Ends,
The Sisters of Mercy,
E-Dancer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Martian,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dawn Penn,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dark Day,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Reuben Wilson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Residents,
cv313,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Newcleus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Altered Images,
Cluster,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül II,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
Camberwell Now,
Pussy Galore,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Bowie,
Kenny Larkin,
The Smoke,
Dual Sessions,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.