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 Nigeria and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Martian to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Names,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anakelly,
Judy Mowatt,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Remains,
The Real Kids,
Blossom Toes,
Mantronix,
EPMD,
The Angels of Light,
Charles Mingus,
Skarface,
48th St. Collective,
Television,
Leonard Cohen,
The Count Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed,
X-Ray Spex,
Dual Sessions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerrie Biddell,
Average White Band,
Ultra Naté,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Hill,
Bill Near,
Ultimate Spinach,
Livin' Joy,
Lalann,
Outsiders,
Minutemen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blackbyrds,
Underground Resistance,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
David McCallum,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
Malaria!,
The Sound,
Symarip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy Collins,
Heaven 17,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.