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 Serbia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Gang Starr to the funk 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Michelle Simonal,
Marcia Griffiths,
David Bowie,
The Knickerbockers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
The Evens,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed,
Skaos,
Adolescents,
The Angels of Light,
Lungfish,
Crooked Eye,
Guru Guru,
Letta Mbulu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nick Fraelich,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
A Certain Ratio,
Ornette Coleman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Newcleus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
Siglo XX,
Cymande,
The Doors,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Byrd,
Sällskapet,
EPMD,
Cybotron,
Sun Ra,
Nico,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Tears for Fears,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.