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 Iran and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Donald Fagen 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 Ponytail to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Intrusion,
Dead Boys,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Almond,
Agitation Free,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sight & Sound,
Black Flag,
Donny Hathaway,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Average White Band,
Clear Light,
Chris Corsano,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visage,
Avey Tare,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Rundgren,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
Outsiders,
Amazonics,
Neu!,
Wally Richardson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lower 48,
the Fania All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
T. Rex,
Animal Collective,
Niagra,
PIL,
Pantaleimon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oblivians,
UT,
Scratch Acid,
Donald Byrd,
R.M.O.,
Tears for Fears,
Lindisfarne,
LL Cool J,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
The Knickerbockers,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.