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 Guyana and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the jazz 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hoover,
Funkadelic,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Spoonie Gee,
John Holt,
Thee Headcoats,
Dave Gahan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Organ,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
Scrapy,
Negative Approach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agitation Free,
Faust,
Chrome,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gregory Isaacs,
Banda Bassotti,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Walker Brothers,
The Count Five,
The Busters,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Golliwogs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cameo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Can,
Eve St. Jones,
Drive Like Jehu,
David Axelrod,
The Mummies,
Piero Umiliani,
Kool Moe Dee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
Simply Red,
The Sonics,
ABBA,
Young Marble Giants,
The Young Rascals,
Erasure,
Liliput,
Yazoo,
Skaos,
Dawn Penn,
Maurizio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Enemy,
Severed Heads,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.