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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Doobie Brothers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Pantytec,
Bill Near,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
Brick,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
Smog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fatback Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
Juan Atkins,
Bootsy Collins,
Kurtis Blow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Severed Heads,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sam Rivers,
The Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Idris Muhammad,
Lalann,
The Real Kids,
The Gun Club,
The Searchers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott Heron,
The J.B.'s,
Donald Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Royal Trux,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang of Four,
Pere Ubu,
Ituana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Anakelly,
Dark Day,
a-ha,
Warsaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.