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 Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Divine Comedy to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Motorama,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Monolake,
Bobby Womack,
10cc,
ABC,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fugs,
Prince Buster,
Rites of Spring,
Basic Channel,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blackbyrds,
8 Eyed Spy,
Easy Going,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Knickerbockers,
The Misunderstood,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nation of Ulysses,
Shoche,
Black Moon,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül,
Sex Pistols,
Minny Pops,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Almond,
The Kinks,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cramps,
Cal Tjader,
Popol Vuh,
The Gladiators,
The Monks,
Procol Harum,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Electric Prunes,
JFA,
Zapp,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
The Real Kids,
Crash Course in Science,
Mantronix,
Sparks,
Peter & Gordon,
The Victims,
Q65,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Yusef Lateef,
The Barracudas,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aswad,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terry Callier,
Gabor Szabo,
Tim Buckley,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.