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 Lyon.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pharoah Sanders to the grime 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Q and Not U,
Magma,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
Audionom,
The Star Department,
Grey Daturas,
Barrington Levy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Human League,
H. Thieme,
The Five Americans,
Harry Pussy,
The Music Machine,
Funky Four + One,
Steve Hackett,
Funkadelic,
The Angels of Light,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gun Club,
Tim Buckley,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brass Construction,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Supertramp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Henry Cow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Bananas,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Sam Rivers,
Depeche Mode,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Warren Ellis,
AZ,
Bobby Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
Ituana,
Eddi Front,
The Count Five,
Bronski Beat,
Swell Maps,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skaos,
The Misunderstood,
R.M.O.,
The Electric Prunes,
Harmonia,
Oblivians,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Womack,
Outsiders,
Gerry Rafferty,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.