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 Barbados and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 One Last Wish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
Sandy B,
Barrington Levy,
Tubeway Army,
The Litter,
The Buckinghams,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth,
Anakelly,
The Pretty Things,
Charles Mingus,
Swans,
Scan 7,
The Leaves,
The Move,
Gang of Four,
Nirvana,
the Swans,
Agitation Free,
F. McDonald,
Outsiders,
Eurythmics,
Joensuu 1685,
Scion,
Gong,
Oneida,
Scientists,
Wings,
Minutemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Half Japanese,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
The Standells,
Camouflage,
Unwound,
Loose Ends,
Darondo,
Motorama,
Guru Guru,
Terrestrial Tones,
Surgeon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Names,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster,
Boredoms,
The Trojans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Panda Bear,
Sällskapet,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy Collins,
Chris & Cosey,
Franke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.