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 Togo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Howard Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Adolescents,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wally Richardson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fugs,
Fatback Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Procol Harum,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-Ray Spex,
Absolute Body Control,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lakeside,
Ituana,
Television,
Animal Collective,
F. McDonald,
The Slackers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Morten Harket,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
The Modern Lovers,
JFA,
Aural Exciters,
The American Breed,
Dave Gahan,
Sight & Sound,
Arcadia,
the Association,
Pere Ubu,
Bush Tetras,
The Human League,
Echospace,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Sherman,
Kas Product,
Duran Duran,
Graham Central Station,
Yusef Lateef,
Brick,
Tim Buckley,
Neil Young,
Marvin Gaye,
Blossom Toes,
the Slits,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Index,
Todd Rundgren,
Cheater Slicks,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.