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 Suriname and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the techno 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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Icehouse,
Clear Light,
Mission of Burma,
The Durutti Column,
The Blackbyrds,
Todd Terry,
Bill Wells,
The Human League,
DJ Style,
Mark Hollis,
Nico,
Little Man,
Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
Charles Mingus,
Bootsy Collins,
Deakin,
Suburban Knight,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brass Construction,
Rufus Thomas,
Terry Callier,
Donny Hathaway,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gun Club,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ice-T,
Schoolly D,
Q65,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fear,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Japan,
Metal Thangz,
Funkadelic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Donald Byrd,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick Morgan,
Youth Brigade,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Traffic Nightmare,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Wyatt,
Judy Mowatt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Interpol,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.