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 South Africa and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
OOIOO,
Judy Mowatt,
Tommy Roe,
Donny Hathaway,
The Music Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
Stiv Bators,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pagans,
Dark Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Maleditus Sound,
Sun Ra,
The Motions,
Mark Hollis,
James White and The Blacks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cure,
Brothers Johnson,
Pylon,
Danielle Patucci,
Mission of Burma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
Dawn Penn,
Bush Tetras,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Velvet Underground,
The Buckinghams,
Delta 5,
Peter and Kerry,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rekid,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Modern Lovers,
New York Dolls,
Thee Headcoats,
Qualms,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quantec,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Warsaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
Wire,
H. Thieme,
Ponytail,
Bronski Beat,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Q65,
Skriet,
Fluxion,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.