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 Romania and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Vogues,
Heaven 17,
Interpol,
Lindisfarne,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott Heron,
Albert Ayler,
Infiniti,
Sun City Girls,
Adolescents,
Sam Rivers,
Ponytail,
Erykah Badu,
Mantronix,
The Black Dice,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills,
The Dead C,
Scientists,
Rufus Thomas,
Davy DMX,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-102,
Essential Logic,
E-Dancer,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
Dual Sessions,
The Durutti Column,
Camouflage,
Tears for Fears,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Maurizio,
Tubeway Army,
Derrick May,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
Accadde A,
Neil Young,
The Blues Magoos,
Donald Byrd,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Kinks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Martian,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fuzztones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlback,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.