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 Slovenia and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lee Hazlewood to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Leaves,
OOIOO,
Model 500,
Malaria!,
T.S.O.L.,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Procol Harum,
Joey Negro,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Tremeloes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Kinks,
the Normal,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
Blossom Toes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
the Association,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Agitation Free,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lindisfarne,
Vladislav Delay,
Essential Logic,
Warsaw,
Swans,
The Associates,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sarah Menescal,
Bluetip,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aloha Tigers,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Roxette,
The Angels of Light,
Magazine,
Au Pairs,
Faraquet,
Black Pus,
Glenn Branca,
Skriet,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.