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 Hungary and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Duran Duran to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
a-ha,
Circle Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yellowson,
Mars,
Pulsallama,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Franke,
Fear,
the Soft Cell,
JFA,
Spoonie Gee,
Brass Construction,
Cluster,
Steve Hackett,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Evens,
Adolescents,
L. Decosne,
Urselle,
Alton Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Joe Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
The Seeds,
Charles Mingus,
Scratch Acid,
Agent Orange,
Wasted Youth,
The Electric Prunes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter & Gordon,
Suburban Knight,
Moss Icon,
Reuben Wilson,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
10cc,
Panda Bear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Liliput,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yaz,
Angry Samoans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Arcadia,
The Pop Group,
Rapeman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.