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 Uzbekistan and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Section 25 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
the Bar-Kays,
Panda Bear,
The Happenings,
The Red Krayola,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donald Byrd,
The Black Dice,
Lucky Dragons,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gories,
Crash Course in Science,
The Electric Prunes,
Bronski Beat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wings,
Basic Channel,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Max Romeo,
The Fuzztones,
Malaria!,
the Soft Cell,
Lalann,
10cc,
Essential Logic,
Kerri Chandler,
Livin' Joy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Darondo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sister Nancy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Godley & Creme,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare,
Neil Young,
Animal Collective,
New York Dolls,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Henry Cow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Yazoo,
Harry Pussy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
Aaron Thompson,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
Sam Rivers,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
The Buckinghams,
Subhumans,
Nick Fraelich,
Neu!,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joyce Sims,
Supertramp,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.