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 Romania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 Funky Four + One to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Lee Hazlewood,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q65,
The Vogues,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Masters at Work,
June Days,
Pussy Galore,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reagan Youth,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Don Cherry,
Derrick May,
Glenn Branca,
Boredoms,
10cc,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
PIL,
Rakim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Television Personalities,
Make Up,
The Slits,
The Tremeloes,
Brothers Johnson,
Donny Hathaway,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brass Construction,
Little Man,
X-Ray Spex,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Janne Schatter,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Al Stewart,
Delon & Dalcan,
Patti Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Lydon,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.