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 Tanzania and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kerrie Biddell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
The Smiths,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television,
Rod Modell,
the Germs,
The Beau Brummels,
The Standells,
World's Most,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
The Offenders,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Martian,
The Velvet Underground,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Davy DMX,
The Litter,
Camouflage,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
Cal Tjader,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mars,
U.S. Maple,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Juan Atkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Can,
Radiohead,
The Toasters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Christie,
Sex Pistols,
David Axelrod,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bill Wells,
Silicon Teens,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Goldenarms,
Yaz,
cv313,
Grauzone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
UT,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.