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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 DNA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Dual Sessions,
B.T. Express,
Quando Quango,
Young Marble Giants,
Wolf Eyes,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Christie,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nils Olav,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ohio Players,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül II,
Laurel Aitken,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Mills,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pierre Henry,
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
Excepter,
X-102,
Roxette,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marshall Jefferson,
The New Christs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Darondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Goldenarms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Technova,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Matthew Halsall,
Brand Nubian,
Aloha Tigers,
Symarip,
Delta 5,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cluster,
Moss Icon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
FM Einheit,
The Leaves,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
The Selecter,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.