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 Dominican Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Gerry Rafferty to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Massinfluence,
R.M.O.,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rapeman,
The Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
K-Klass,
Guru Guru,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Altered Images,
Depeche Mode,
Thompson Twins,
The Modern Lovers,
Mark Hollis,
The Dead C,
Blake Baxter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare,
Erasure,
The Count Five,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pole,
the Normal,
The Misunderstood,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kaleidoscope,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Sherman,
Talk Talk,
Saccharine Trust,
Alison Limerick,
Schoolly D,
The Names,
The Real Kids,
Toni Rubio,
Cluster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moody Blues,
Aaron Thompson,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
The American Breed,
Scratch Acid,
The Pop Group,
Scientists,
MDC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Minny Pops,
The Techniques,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.