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 Grenada and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pop Group to the funk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Cal Tjader,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul II Soul,
Y Pants,
Althea and Donna,
Bauhaus,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Derrick May,
Fear,
The Divine Comedy,
Little Man,
Con Funk Shun,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sandy B,
Faraquet,
Sound Behaviour,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
Stiv Bators,
Girls At Our Best!,
MC5,
Ten City,
The Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television,
Maleditus Sound,
The Move,
Boogie Down Productions,
Grauzone,
Delta 5,
Robert Hood,
Parry Music,
Infiniti,
The Modern Lovers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
The Names,
Alice Coltrane,
The Motions,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Harry Pussy,
Buzzcocks,
The Selecter,
The Fugs,
X-Ray Spex,
Talk Talk,
Man Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
The Barracudas,
Deakin,
X-101,
Q and Not U,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Simply Red,
Unrelated Segments,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.