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 San Marino and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Flash Fearless to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
The Offenders,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Saccharine Trust,
Kas Product,
Ossler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
Colin Newman,
Talk Talk,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
The Busters,
Joe Smooth,
Donald Byrd,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Excepter,
Warren Ellis,
Mandrill,
The Fortunes,
DJ Sneak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
Main Source,
the Swans,
Gichy Dan,
Peter and Kerry,
Theoretical Girls,
Delta 5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Simply Red,
Juan Atkins,
CMW,
Isaac Hayes,
Babytalk,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The New Christs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
Newcleus,
The Seeds,
Kenny Larkin,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Terry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Starr,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Invisible,
Minor Threat,
Zapp,
Rotary Connection,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.