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 Brunei and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sällskapet to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
the Human League,
Second Layer,
Cal Tjader,
The Smoke,
Bauhaus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crooked Eye,
Organ,
Curtis Mayfield,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Angels of Light,
Sight & Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Chrome,
Faraquet,
Iggy Pop,
Hardrive,
Soulsonic Force,
Fluxion,
Kenny Larkin,
The Martian,
Half Japanese,
Jeff Mills,
The Pretty Things,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
Boz Scaggs,
Procol Harum,
The Fugs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Clear Light,
Oblivians,
MDC,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Vogues,
Babytalk,
EPMD,
Sugar Minott,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
John Lydon,
Stiv Bators,
The Beau Brummels,
Slick Rick,
Easy Going,
The Human League,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Robert Wyatt,
Q and Not U,
Pussy Galore,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.