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 Tanzania and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul II Soul,
Zapp,
Model 500,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dark Day,
Sixth Finger,
Davy DMX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slave,
Nils Olav,
Simply Red,
FM Einheit,
Au Pairs,
The Fugs,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dennis Brown,
John Holt,
The Vogues,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
Scion,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
Von Mondo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Surgeon,
Barry Ungar,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sam Rivers,
PIL,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin,
Nik Kershaw,
DNA,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Theoretical Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Alison Limerick,
Massinfluence,
Colin Newman,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronan,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.