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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Michael McDonald 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 Colin Newman to the funk 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Television Personalities,
Kerri Chandler,
X-101,
Hardrive,
Warren Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
The Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
EPMD,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deepchord,
The Grass Roots,
Michelle Simonal,
Mars,
Pantaleimon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yazoo,
Suicide,
Boz Scaggs,
X-102,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
ABC,
Chris & Cosey,
Eden Ahbez,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Moebius,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
Fad Gadget,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sound,
Jacob Miller,
Tres Demented,
Alison Limerick,
Altered Images,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
Sound Behaviour,
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.