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 Sudan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 JFA to the punk 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Q and Not U,
Kayak,
Sugar Minott,
Monolake,
Roxy Music,
Technova,
The Selecter,
Altered Images,
Harmonia,
Index,
Leonard Cohen,
June Days,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lindisfarne,
Albert Ayler,
Lyres,
Roy Ayers,
The Zeros,
R.M.O.,
Talk Talk,
Oblivians,
Metal Thangz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moleskins,
Pantytec,
Mad Mike,
Bush Tetras,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
Popol Vuh,
Unrelated Segments,
A Certain Ratio,
Crash Course in Science,
Severed Heads,
Robert Görl,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
Funkadelic,
MDC,
Scratch Acid,
The Stooges,
10cc,
The Wake,
FM Einheit,
Erasure,
Simply Red,
Kurtis Blow,
Smog,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Excepter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camouflage,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rites of Spring,
Juan Atkins,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Byrd,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.