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 Uganda and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 One Last Wish to the punk 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crooked Eye,
Rod Modell,
Joe Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
The Last Poets,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Human League,
the Slits,
Jandek,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pylon,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rites of Spring,
Eli Mardock,
Half Japanese,
The Searchers,
Scan 7,
The Golliwogs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nas,
Kayak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones,
The Smiths,
Al Stewart,
The Divine Comedy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scratch Acid,
John Foxx,
The Gun Club,
Tom Boy,
Man Parrish,
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Motions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Severed Heads,
Subhumans,
Boredoms,
Robert Wyatt,
Mo-Dettes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Vogues,
Mission of Burma,
Flipper,
The Evens,
Dennis Brown,
The Fire Engines,
Das Ding,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flash Fearless,
E-Dancer,
Soul II Soul,
Anakelly,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.