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 Canada and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Happenings to the grunge 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Gang of Four,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
Marmalade,
Section 25,
Bootsy Collins,
Visage,
Oblivians,
The Martian,
Dawn Penn,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers,
Hot Snakes,
The Cure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sex Pistols,
Andrew Hill,
Toni Rubio,
Crime,
New York Dolls,
cv313,
Fela Kuti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Circle Jerks,
Drexciya,
L. Decosne,
The Gap Band,
The Sonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Johnny Clarke,
Symarip,
John Cale,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Parry Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sparks,
Carl Craig,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monochrome Set,
Ossler,
The Leaves,
Ronan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dead Boys,
Minutemen,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moleskins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Easy Going,
Sight & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.