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 Greece and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Ken Boothe,
Jeff Lynne,
Lyres,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Depeche Mode,
Tom Boy,
Flash Fearless,
Janne Schatter,
Erykah Badu,
Moss Icon,
Y Pants,
Slave,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roxy Music,
Chris Corsano,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Patti Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lucky Dragons,
The Happenings,
Underground Resistance,
the Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Faust,
Jacques Brel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
The Moleskins,
The Modern Lovers,
Mantronix,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Dead C,
This Heat,
Donny Hathaway,
Al Stewart,
Cluster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barbara Tucker,
Johnny Clarke,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crash Course in Science,
Arab on Radar,
Model 500,
Spandau Ballet,
Make Up,
Pylon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jandek,
Motorama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roger Hodgson,
Andrew Hill,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.