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 Liechtenstein and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Sixth Finger,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
Moby Grape,
Rapeman,
Funky Four + One,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
The Beau Brummels,
Lee Hazlewood,
Chris Corsano,
Rod Modell,
Barrington Levy,
The Doors,
The Saints,
Los Fastidios,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Slave,
Girls At Our Best!,
Heaven 17,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Pus,
Fela Kuti,
The Fuzztones,
Grey Daturas,
Ronnie Foster,
H. Thieme,
Q and Not U,
Fear,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fat Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
Section 25,
Kerri Chandler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Second Layer,
Marvin Gaye,
Ice-T,
Pylon,
The Residents,
The Selecter,
The Fugs,
Deepchord,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Cale,
Pantytec,
The Monochrome Set,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shoche,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalann,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.