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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Sparks to the crunk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Circle Jerks,
Henry Cow,
Organ,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
Icehouse,
The Litter,
Susan Cadogan,
B.T. Express,
Alphaville,
X-Ray Spex,
Joensuu 1685,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Mills,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Moby Grape,
Idris Muhammad,
Deepchord,
Con Funk Shun,
Ponytail,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rakim,
Mission of Burma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mr. Review,
Siglo XX,
Howard Jones,
Black Sheep,
The Pretty Things,
cv313,
The Doors,
Absolute Body Control,
Youth Brigade,
Althea and Donna,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Das Ding,
Brick,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
The Busters,
Excepter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bob Dylan,
Clear Light,
Flipper,
Sparks,
EPMD,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Loose Ends,
Jacques Brel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.