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 Singapore and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Associates to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Black Pus,
Tim Buckley,
Soul II Soul,
Desert Stars,
The Slits,
Scientists,
The Litter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Sun City Girls,
The Toasters,
Second Layer,
Roy Ayers,
Pylon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
FM Einheit,
Grandmaster Flash,
Isaac Hayes,
Boz Scaggs,
The Young Rascals,
Lee Hazlewood,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
E-Dancer,
The Pretty Things,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flipper,
Jeff Mills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Davy DMX,
Charles Mingus,
The Red Krayola,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry's Kids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Urselle,
Hashim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Accadde A,
AZ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Remains,
Steve Hackett,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quando Quango,
Donald Byrd,
Niagra,
The Dead C,
Chrome,
The Standells,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.