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 Kyrgyzstan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 Gregory Isaacs to the jazz 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
One Last Wish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
La Düsseldorf,
Lalann,
Judy Mowatt,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sight & Sound,
Newcleus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Iggy Pop,
Thompson Twins,
Sandy B,
The Misunderstood,
Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lower 48,
The Residents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stiv Bators,
The Buckinghams,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Mills,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wolf Eyes,
The Leaves,
Tommy Roe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
F. McDonald,
Gang Gang Dance,
Livin' Joy,
Flipper,
Index,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cameo,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
Lightning Bolt,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Trojans,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fat Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Kas Product,
Q and Not U,
The United States of America,
The Mummies,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.