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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba 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 Nation of Ulysses to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Andrew Hill,
Monks,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nirvana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crash Course in Science,
Hot Snakes,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Christie,
Ronnie Foster,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mars,
Circle Jerks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Slits,
Tommy Roe,
Josef K,
UT,
Steve Hackett,
Kool Moe Dee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DNA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
Pussy Galore,
Dark Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bluetip,
The Slackers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Vogues,
a-ha,
Crispian St. Peters,
La Düsseldorf,
Funky Four + One,
Skarface,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Banda Bassotti,
Masters at Work,
Deadbeat,
The Cure,
June of 44,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Newcleus,
Warsaw,
Motorama,
This Heat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.