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 Cameroon and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 Kerri Chandler to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantaleimon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Selecter,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Hood,
The Neon Judgement,
Y Pants,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
New Order,
Minor Threat,
DNA,
Sister Nancy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quadrant,
John Foxx,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Starr,
Peter & Gordon,
Fluxion,
Main Source,
U.S. Maple,
Johnny Osbourne,
The American Breed,
Outsiders,
Stereo Dub,
Delta 5,
Mark Hollis,
The Grass Roots,
Fugazi,
Animal Collective,
X-101,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Byrd,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Smiths,
The Durutti Column,
Sight & Sound,
Skriet,
Shuggie Otis,
Boz Scaggs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
Eve St. Jones,
Q and Not U,
Rotary Connection,
The Gap Band,
Clear Light,
Los Fastidios,
The Gories,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.