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 Italy and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the funk 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel 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?
Cameo,
Kenny Larkin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
Y Pants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Halsall,
Dave Gahan,
Danielle Patucci,
Half Japanese,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Royal Trux,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Christie,
Hot Snakes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eli Mardock,
The Birthday Party,
Eurythmics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fat Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fortunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rakim,
Ituana,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Donald Byrd,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Trojans,
The Grass Roots,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
Black Moon,
the Normal,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dual Sessions,
Maurizio,
Minor Threat,
The Leaves,
The Five Americans,
Monolake,
Bill Near,
Con Funk Shun,
Pole,
The Selecter,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Teasers,
Urselle,
Thee Headcoats,
Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Boredoms,
James White and The Blacks,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.