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 Macedonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 Arcadia to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Pylon,
Cluster,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Remains,
Sonny Sharrock,
Quando Quango,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
The Smiths,
Supertramp,
Rakim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skarface,
Yazoo,
Chrome,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Selecter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delta 5,
Guru Guru,
New Order,
Motorama,
Dawn Penn,
Peter & Gordon,
Pole,
Thee Headcoats,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jawbox,
Tres Demented,
Laurel Aitken,
The Modern Lovers,
The Monks,
Crash Course in Science,
Warren Ellis,
Surgeon,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Arthur Verocai,
Joey Negro,
David Bowie,
The Music Machine,
Television Personalities,
Rites of Spring,
Crime,
Andrew Hill,
The Litter,
Stetsasonic,
FM Einheit,
Lakeside,
Johnny Osbourne,
Piero Umiliani,
Q65,
Gang of Four,
Heaven 17,
The Velvet Underground,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.