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 Algeria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chris Corsano 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Toni Rubio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
Rod Modell,
Maurizio,
The Offenders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
JFA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
Janne Schatter,
John Lydon,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nick Fraelich,
Minnie Riperton,
The Alarm Clocks,
Morten Harket,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nico,
Magazine,
Q65,
Aswad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Smiths,
Kaleidoscope,
Ponytail,
H. Thieme,
Throbbing Gristle,
DJ Style,
Kayak,
The Red Krayola,
Symarip,
Brand Nubian,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minny Pops,
Half Japanese,
Scott Walker,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sarah Menescal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terry Callier,
Black Moon,
Desert Stars,
Sun Ra,
Agitation Free,
The Fall,
The Kinks,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Starr,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.