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 Macedonia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
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 synthesizer 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 Mad Mike to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
Smog,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Pole,
Excepter,
Altered Images,
The Dead C,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
Amazonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Holt,
T. Rex,
Visage,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Womack,
Stereo Dub,
Isaac Hayes,
Half Japanese,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Don Cherry,
Fela Kuti,
The Durutti Column,
Quantec,
The Mummies,
Jeru the Damaja,
MC5,
Amon Düül,
Morten Harket,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hashim,
Au Pairs,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool Moe Dee,
Can,
Cluster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Terry Callier,
Young Marble Giants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rapeman,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
The Modern Lovers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultravox,
The Golliwogs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Technova,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.