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 Honduras and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes 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 Maurizio to the punk 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Pantytec,
Zapp,
Cymande,
June of 44,
Sun City Girls,
Niagra,
Robert Wyatt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Bauhaus,
Joe Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MDC,
Nirvana,
Warsaw,
The Move,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
World's Most,
Terry Callier,
The Toasters,
Neu!,
The Cramps,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Evens,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Pere Ubu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs,
Agitation Free,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
The Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
Dual Sessions,
Television,
U.S. Maple,
Outsiders,
The Neon Judgement,
June Days,
Au Pairs,
Delta 5,
Sugar Minott,
Cheater Slicks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Carl Craig,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eve St. Jones,
The Black Dice,
Ossler,
Cybotron,
The American Breed,
Radiohead,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.