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 Latvia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Duran Duran to the jazz 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Slick Rick,
Bush Tetras,
Fear,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
The Associates,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Finger,
Tom Boy,
Anakelly,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soulsonic Force,
Essential Logic,
John Cale,
Oneida,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Halsall,
John Coltrane,
The Pop Group,
Bill Wells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television Personalities,
B.T. Express,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Young Rascals,
Ultravox,
Gerry Rafferty,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boredoms,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Derrick Morgan,
Wire,
Fugazi,
Peter and Kerry,
Surgeon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visage,
The Human League,
Fatback Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joey Negro,
The Smoke,
The Monks,
The Moleskins,
Stiv Bators,
the Association,
Urselle,
Rites of Spring,
Agent Orange,
Monolake,
The Residents,
Kayak,
Hoover,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.