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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet 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 Joe Smooth to the techno 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
Sound Behaviour,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
The Young Rascals,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Near,
The Buckinghams,
Amon Düül II,
Alison Limerick,
K-Klass,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
Goldenarms,
The Alarm Clocks,
Half Japanese,
Bob Dylan,
the Normal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Mummies,
Alice Coltrane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
a-ha,
David McCallum,
Nico,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soulsonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thompson Twins,
Con Funk Shun,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Surgeon,
Reuben Wilson,
H. Thieme,
Michelle Simonal,
Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
China Crisis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Teasers,
Animal Collective,
Absolute Body Control,
Boogie Down Productions,
Idris Muhammad,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
cv313,
Bobby Sherman,
Amon Düül,
Gichy Dan,
Al Stewart,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marmalade,
Swell Maps,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.