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 Iran and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Average White Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
The Velvet Underground,
Gichy Dan,
The Martian,
10cc,
Pylon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sam Rivers,
Altered Images,
The Grass Roots,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Sherman,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
Amazonics,
Das Ding,
Mad Mike,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Starr,
Marvin Gaye,
Moebius,
The Zeros,
Dennis Brown,
James White and The Blacks,
Arcadia,
Schoolly D,
Tommy Roe,
Grey Daturas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Kinks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sister Nancy,
Ornette Coleman,
Marmalade,
The Offenders,
Cybotron,
the Germs,
DNA,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arthur Verocai,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Index,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Organ,
Fluxion,
Aswad,
The Walker Brothers,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cramps,
Aural Exciters,
Blossom Toes,
Lalann,
The Doors,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Au Pairs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
UT,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.