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 Honduras and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 The Invisible to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party 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?
The Trojans,
Q65,
The Associates,
Little Man,
Pet Shop Boys,
Loose Ends,
Erykah Badu,
The Doobie Brothers,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
Aloha Tigers,
cv313,
The Moody Blues,
Subhumans,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Nico,
Joensuu 1685,
Stereo Dub,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Erasure,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed,
Brand Nubian,
Saccharine Trust,
The Count Five,
The Happenings,
Wire,
The Leaves,
Robert Hood,
Eurythmics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
These Immortal Souls,
Carl Craig,
the Sonics,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
Von Mondo,
Inner City,
Jeff Lynne,
The Litter,
Moby Grape,
The Real Kids,
Barry Ungar,
Pere Ubu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Panda Bear,
Roxette,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Mills,
The Gun Club,
Youth Brigade,
Suburban Knight,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.