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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Prunes to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Womack,
Deepchord,
The Index,
Lee Hazlewood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New York Dolls,
A Certain Ratio,
Guru Guru,
Cybotron,
Masters at Work,
Moss Icon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Lakeside,
The American Breed,
Lindisfarne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spoonie Gee,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mummies,
Jacob Miller,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
World's Most,
UT,
The Evens,
The Wake,
Josef K,
Brothers Johnson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Remains,
Ohio Players,
Charles Mingus,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Joey Negro,
Soul II Soul,
Michelle Simonal,
the Soft Cell,
Kaleidoscope,
The J.B.'s,
Pulsallama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Flag,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Doors,
The Detroit Cobras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.