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 Mali and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Marc Almond to the disco 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Skriet,
Radiohead,
the Sonics,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
The American Breed,
Sister Nancy,
The Beau Brummels,
Marmalade,
Deadbeat,
Dawn Penn,
Lyres,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June Days,
the Human League,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerrie Biddell,
These Immortal Souls,
Yellowson,
Roxette,
The Divine Comedy,
E-Dancer,
KRS-One,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Inner City,
Agitation Free,
Howard Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Bananas,
Arab on Radar,
Little Man,
Thompson Twins,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Half Japanese,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sandy B,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Average White Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nas,
The Dead C,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Young Marble Giants,
Aswad,
The Evens,
Simply Red,
Marvin Gaye,
Basic Channel,
Ludus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Desert Stars,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlback,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.