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 Estonia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Alphaville to the electroclash 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Can,
Arab on Radar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Letta Mbulu,
Severed Heads,
The Blackbyrds,
Magma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
X-Ray Spex,
Yaz,
U.S. Maple,
Darondo,
Hasil Adkins,
Pere Ubu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
The Real Kids,
Unwound,
Bad Manners,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Toni Rubio,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young,
Simply Red,
Smog,
Amazonics,
Rod Modell,
Funky Four + One,
The United States of America,
Liliput,
Procol Harum,
The Mummies,
Quando Quango,
The Zeros,
X-102,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cluster,
This Heat,
The Offenders,
Pole,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
Harpers Bizarre,
Desert Stars,
Duran Duran,
Carl Craig,
The Moody Blues,
Ice-T,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deakin,
Con Funk Shun,
Nick Fraelich,
Todd Terry,
Easy Going,
Ronnie Foster,
Massinfluence,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arthur Verocai,
The Litter,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.