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 Czech Republic and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Agitation Free to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Talk Talk,
D'Angelo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kayak,
Soulsonic Force,
Young Marble Giants,
Fatback Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moody Blues,
Fad Gadget,
Carl Craig,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fuzztones,
The Cramps,
ABBA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Tremeloes,
The Trojans,
Barry Ungar,
Terry Callier,
Crash Course in Science,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Last Poets,
Camouflage,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
Duran Duran,
Nick Fraelich,
Nirvana,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fortunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Bob Dylan,
a-ha,
Scion,
Hardrive,
Grauzone,
Alton Ellis,
Angry Samoans,
The Move,
Supertramp,
Mandrill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Banda Bassotti,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Main Source,
Massinfluence,
Unwound,
Swell Maps,
Camberwell Now,
Schoolly D,
Freddie Wadling,
Alice Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.