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 Russia and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
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 organ 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 Technova to the rock 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Tropical Tobacco,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bush Tetras,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Oblivians,
the Human League,
Malaria!,
Mantronix,
Bobby Byrd,
Rod Modell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Easy Going,
Stereo Dub,
KRS-One,
Blossom Toes,
Steve Hackett,
Duran Duran,
Qualms,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
Bill Wells,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Dead C,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Outsiders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Martian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scott Walker,
Ultimate Spinach,
Second Layer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minnie Riperton,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fatback Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Brothers Johnson,
The Real Kids,
Lyres,
X-Ray Spex,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Evens,
The Fuzztones,
The Busters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anakelly,
Severed Heads,
Stiv Bators,
Maurizio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Colin Newman,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.