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 Estonia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lou Reed 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 Mars to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
the Germs,
China Crisis,
The Searchers,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fire Engines,
The Fuzztones,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Wake,
Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deadbeat,
Blancmange,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Connie Case,
Hardrive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mandrill,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Royal Trux,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Arcadia,
DJ Sneak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Blackbyrds,
Tom Boy,
The Dead C,
the Normal,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Angry Samoans,
Howard Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gun Club,
David McCallum,
Ultravox,
Blossom Toes,
The Last Poets,
Q65,
Godley & Creme,
Liliput,
Aswad,
K-Klass,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Urselle,
Todd Terry,
Judy Mowatt,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.