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 Paraguay and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aloha Tigers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lakeside,
Babytalk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Leonard Cohen,
Joensuu 1685,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Starr,
Marcia Griffiths,
Section 25,
Lou Christie,
Todd Terry,
Aswad,
Donny Hathaway,
Toni Rubio,
The Standells,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tres Demented,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Charles Mingus,
Shuggie Otis,
Don Cherry,
China Crisis,
Mandrill,
New Order,
The Doobie Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
Idris Muhammad,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Lindisfarne,
The Cure,
Robert Hood,
New Age Steppers,
Brothers Johnson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gap Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Remains,
Tubeway Army,
T. Rex,
Freddie Wadling,
EPMD,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Circle Jerks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
World's Most,
Minutemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warsaw,
The Seeds,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.