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 Cyprus and from New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dawn Penn to the grime 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
DNA,
Skaos,
Byron Stingily,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Maurizio,
Cymande,
Steve Hackett,
The Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
World's Most,
David Bowie,
The Happenings,
Erykah Badu,
Roxette,
Moss Icon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zapp,
Theoretical Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
Lakeside,
The Cramps,
Lower 48,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rod Modell,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Average White Band,
Nirvana,
Ralphi Rosario,
Absolute Body Control,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Techniques,
the Association,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David McCallum,
Slave,
The Remains,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Copeland,
Moby Grape,
John Cale,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Funkadelic,
Hardrive,
Mark Hollis,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Barracudas,
Lyres,
Aloha Tigers,
Sexual Harrassment,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.