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 Algeria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Susan Cadogan to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Black Pus,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantytec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
Lungfish,
The Victims,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deakin,
Godley & Creme,
Fluxion,
Robert Görl,
Morten Harket,
Inner City,
Qualms,
Freddie Wadling,
Newcleus,
FM Einheit,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bill Wells,
The Gladiators,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
The Martian,
Quando Quango,
The Angels of Light,
Pulsallama,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nils Olav,
Dorothy Ashby,
Malaria!,
Electric Prunes,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Womack,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Patti Smith,
Symarip,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Drexciya,
Desert Stars,
Rekid,
Swell Maps,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scan 7,
Underground Resistance,
Peter and Kerry,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.