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 Spain and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Icehouse to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Technova,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Avey Tare,
Quantec,
Max Romeo,
Lower 48,
ABC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terry Callier,
Crash Course in Science,
Connie Case,
Dorothy Ashby,
cv313,
K-Klass,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faust,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
Graham Central Station,
Accadde A,
Wings,
Wally Richardson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Magma,
The Monks,
Zapp,
Buzzcocks,
La Düsseldorf,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Golliwogs,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barrington Levy,
Henry Cow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Supertramp,
The Martian,
The Buckinghams,
Man Eating Sloth,
H. Thieme,
Gichy Dan,
Donald Byrd,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ten City,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ossler,
Excepter,
Camouflage,
Severed Heads,
The Barracudas,
Peter & Gordon,
Camberwell Now,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.