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 Brunei and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Motorama 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cowsills,
Country Teasers,
Warren Ellis,
Theoretical Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Modern Lovers,
The Buckinghams,
Minutemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
Sam Rivers,
cv313,
Godley & Creme,
the Bar-Kays,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
The Blackbyrds,
Rekid,
The Slits,
Soft Cell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Television,
Moebius,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yusef Lateef,
Niagra,
Andrew Hill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siglo XX,
Electric Prunes,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
D'Angelo,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris Corsano,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
The Smoke,
JFA,
Swell Maps,
Terry Callier,
Average White Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.