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 Tanzania and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Liliput to the disco 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Zapp,
Funky Four + One,
Anthony Braxton,
The Invisible,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Khruangbin,
Bob Dylan,
Skaos,
Hashim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Accadde A,
Quadrant,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Aaron Thompson,
Pylon,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Electric Prunes,
the Germs,
Rakim,
Brass Construction,
The Golliwogs,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane,
Cal Tjader,
Model 500,
Pantytec,
B.T. Express,
Judy Mowatt,
Jacob Miller,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Raincoats,
Colin Newman,
Camouflage,
Ossler,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick May,
The Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
Das Ding,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Slave,
The Birthday Party,
Cecil Taylor,
Darondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bad Manners,
Davy DMX,
Robert Görl,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.