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 Zimbabwe and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Letta Mbulu,
Brothers Johnson,
Bad Manners,
World's Most,
Cheater Slicks,
Talk Talk,
The American Breed,
The Trojans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gories,
Man Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
Visage,
David Bowie,
Deakin,
Gichy Dan,
The Skatalites,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Josef K,
Soul II Soul,
X-Ray Spex,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nico,
The Golliwogs,
D'Angelo,
Chris Corsano,
R.M.O.,
Dennis Brown,
Sexual Harrassment,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ten City,
Popol Vuh,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neu!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
Max Romeo,
Fat Boys,
Japan,
Grauzone,
Bluetip,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skaos,
Erykah Badu,
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Connie Case,
Tres Demented,
Parry Music,
The Music Machine,
Piero Umiliani,
Porter Ricks,
Aloha Tigers,
Zapp,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.