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 Nicaragua and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba 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 Buzzcocks to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Groovy Waters,
Scrapy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monolake,
Inner City,
Joyce Sims,
Radio Birdman,
Adolescents,
Second Layer,
Deepchord,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Television Personalities,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Warsaw,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sugar Minott,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Moon,
Country Teasers,
The Dirtbombs,
The Searchers,
Sarah Menescal,
Stereo Dub,
the Soft Cell,
Jerry's Kids,
Lee Hazlewood,
Zapp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Anthony Braxton,
Cheater Slicks,
Parry Music,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
Fad Gadget,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roxette,
The Toasters,
Organ,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mo-Dettes,
Charles Mingus,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lungfish,
Rekid,
Whodini,
Unwound,
The Fuzztones,
Dawn Penn,
The Fall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Five Americans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pierre Henry,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.