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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 David McCallum to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Marine Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Red Krayola,
Neu!,
Anakelly,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker,
Ice-T,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Freddie Wadling,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
Wings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brothers Johnson,
The Count Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flash Fearless,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James White and The Blacks,
Michelle Simonal,
a-ha,
The Modern Lovers,
Angry Samoans,
Dawn Penn,
The Names,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aaron Thompson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slackers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Five Americans,
EPMD,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amazonics,
Trumans Water,
Black Sheep,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Pus,
Yusef Lateef,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Qualms,
The Mummies,
The Kinks,
Fad Gadget,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
The Gories,
The Pretty Things,
The Moody Blues,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.