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 Mali and from Lyon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Fluxion to the jazz 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter and Kerry,
Das Ding,
Lalann,
Fad Gadget,
Banda Bassotti,
Basic Channel,
T.S.O.L.,
The Offenders,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erasure,
Gong,
Yellowson,
The Monks,
Matthew Bourne,
Boz Scaggs,
Freddie Wadling,
Gastr Del Sol,
June of 44,
John Holt,
Tres Demented,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
F. McDonald,
Arthur Verocai,
The Music Machine,
Wings,
Vladislav Delay,
Patti Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
David Axelrod,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Christie,
DJ Sneak,
Thee Headcoats,
Soulsonic Force,
Brick,
Franke,
Average White Band,
John Foxx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Selecter,
Jacques Brel,
Aloha Tigers,
Kas Product,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Excepter,
The Trojans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Heaven 17,
Barry Ungar,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roy Ayers,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.