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 Ivory Coast and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Todd Rundgren,
Pere Ubu,
In Retrospect,
the Human League,
The Fortunes,
Janne Schatter,
X-102,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Goldenarms,
The Fall,
Severed Heads,
Jacob Miller,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
Dual Sessions,
The Blues Magoos,
Joy Division,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Womack,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Coltrane,
Blossom Toes,
Essential Logic,
Parry Music,
Josef K,
Mo-Dettes,
a-ha,
Wings,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeff Mills,
Sight & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
The Sonics,
Carl Craig,
Joe Smooth,
Country Teasers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Sound,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Young Rascals,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Audionom,
Charles Mingus,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Popol Vuh,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brothers Johnson,
Scrapy,
Excepter,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.