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 Guinea-Bissau and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Black Dice to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Symarip,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiohead,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wasted Youth,
Dark Day,
The Smoke,
Peter & Gordon,
Jawbox,
New Order,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MDC,
David Axelrod,
Masters at Work,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Lyres,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ronnie Foster,
Yazoo,
Ossler,
Lightning Bolt,
Althea and Donna,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lalann,
Harmonia,
Johnny Clarke,
Ludus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Essential Logic,
Trumans Water,
Donny Hathaway,
Nik Kershaw,
The Vogues,
The Angels of Light,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker,
Sugar Minott,
Yaz,
Magazine,
Eric B and Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Green,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Rapeman,
The Names,
Amon Düül II,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.