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 Chile and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Negative Approach to the grime 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Nirvana,
Stetsasonic,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Young Rascals,
Vladislav Delay,
The Barracudas,
These Immortal Souls,
Joy Division,
Roy Ayers,
Kurtis Blow,
Bootsy Collins,
Zero Boys,
DJ Style,
MDC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Malaria!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dead C,
Steve Hackett,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
Davy DMX,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
Leonard Cohen,
Arcadia,
Scan 7,
KRS-One,
Peter & Gordon,
The Seeds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Reagan Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
Kenny Larkin,
Erasure,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
EPMD,
L. Decosne,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Delta 5,
Lungfish,
Buzzcocks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Sheep,
Chris Corsano,
Joey Negro,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.