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 Moldova and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 K-Klass to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
LL Cool J,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Harry Pussy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aloha Tigers,
Duran Duran,
Newcleus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stiv Bators,
MDC,
Oblivians,
Cybotron,
8 Eyed Spy,
James White and The Blacks,
Dennis Brown,
Royal Trux,
The Moody Blues,
Simply Red,
a-ha,
Don Cherry,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Wyatt,
Dual Sessions,
Can,
Eli Mardock,
Lyres,
the Human League,
Hoover,
Bobby Sherman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marvin Gaye,
Bronski Beat,
Ken Boothe,
Piero Umiliani,
the Slits,
Scrapy,
The Grass Roots,
The Vogues,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Real Kids,
David Bowie,
The Smiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Banda Bassotti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Accadde A,
Eric Dolphy,
the Association,
Al Stewart,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jandek,
Funkadelic,
Maleditus Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Zeros,
Underground Resistance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.