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 Serbia and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 Scion to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Deakin,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Cell,
Quantec,
Sparks,
F. McDonald,
Soulsonic Force,
Davy DMX,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dual Sessions,
Niagra,
The Smiths,
Wally Richardson,
Scion,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gun Club,
Robert Görl,
Joyce Sims,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warsaw,
Scratch Acid,
Bronski Beat,
The Star Department,
Archie Shepp,
Dennis Brown,
Jacques Brel,
Ronan,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
Rapeman,
Nik Kershaw,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Yusef Lateef,
Yellowson,
Rites of Spring,
Average White Band,
The Invisible,
Grauzone,
Lungfish,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hasil Adkins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
EPMD,
Maurizio,
Donny Hathaway,
Camberwell Now,
Talk Talk,
The Cramps,
Minnie Riperton,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.