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 Jordan and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Pretty Things to the punk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mummies,
Gong,
Funky Four + One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tomorrow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Colin Newman,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The New Christs,
Nirvana,
The Buckinghams,
T.S.O.L.,
Zapp,
Main Source,
Skaos,
Lyres,
The Golliwogs,
The Fugs,
Bluetip,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Pretty Things,
MC5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Can,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dead Boys,
Gichy Dan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dual Sessions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Crispian St. Peters,
Davy DMX,
Erasure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
UT,
Los Fastidios,
Warren Ellis,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Negative Approach,
Janne Schatter,
Bronski Beat,
The Monochrome Set,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Hill,
Oneida,
Fatback Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Rekid,
Piero Umiliani,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.