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 Barbados and from New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Icehouse to the jazz 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Subhumans,
Peter & Gordon,
Ludus,
The Techniques,
Patti Smith,
Dennis Brown,
Tres Demented,
Skaos,
The Trojans,
Nirvana,
Eric Copeland,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cameo,
cv313,
Marc Almond,
David Axelrod,
Henry Cow,
Scientists,
Yusef Lateef,
Sällskapet,
Pylon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gong,
Silicon Teens,
Goldenarms,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brick,
Ossler,
Spandau Ballet,
Josef K,
Donald Byrd,
T. Rex,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang of Four,
Hardrive,
Con Funk Shun,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
Wasted Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Germs,
Second Layer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Albert Ayler,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
the Normal,
Chris & Cosey,
The Misunderstood,
Jeru the Damaja,
AZ,
Inner City,
Bobby Sherman,
Supertramp,
Mars,
Aloha Tigers,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronan,
Adolescents,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.