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 New Zealand and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Q65 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Finger,
Nico,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
A Certain Ratio,
Eric Dolphy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skaos,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
L. Decosne,
Jandek,
Surgeon,
Jacob Miller,
Rites of Spring,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pop Group,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jawbox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ossler,
Brick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Al Stewart,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moebius,
The Divine Comedy,
Fluxion,
The Angels of Light,
Yellowson,
Hardrive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tomorrow,
a-ha,
Franke,
Ludus,
B.T. Express,
Swans,
Scrapy,
Sandy B,
Kaleidoscope,
June of 44,
ABBA,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Pus,
Ten City,
The Velvet Underground,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Skatalites,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Altered Images,
Soul II Soul,
Suburban Knight,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.