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 Eritrea and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mary Jane Girls to the rock 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
The Moody Blues,
The Associates,
The Mojo Men,
Young Marble Giants,
Yellowson,
Connie Case,
Popol Vuh,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
The Doobie Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marmalade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultra Naté,
Pierre Henry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alice Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Niagra,
Rites of Spring,
Warren Ellis,
The Stooges,
Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Grass Roots,
Procol Harum,
The Fortunes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxy Music,
Average White Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Drexciya,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slackers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rotary Connection,
Malaria!,
Simply Red,
Fat Boys,
Scott Walker,
Pantaleimon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cymande,
Sam Rivers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Eddi Front,
Iggy Pop,
Audionom,
Angry Samoans,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.