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 Vanuatu and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 Icehouse to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Don Cherry,
Derrick Morgan,
Marmalade,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Bourne,
The Litter,
a-ha,
Eric Copeland,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Wasted Youth,
Ronan,
Minutemen,
Supertramp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wings,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Excepter,
Cecil Taylor,
Simply Red,
Ice-T,
Leonard Cohen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Stooges,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dual Sessions,
The Young Rascals,
China Crisis,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chris Corsano,
DNA,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pop Group,
Lyres,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Black Dice,
Peter and Kerry,
John Cale,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Prunes,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doors,
Saccharine Trust,
Au Pairs,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
Chrome,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.