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 Dominican Republic and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Junior Murvin to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Lungfish,
Don Cherry,
Massinfluence,
LL Cool J,
Reagan Youth,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultra Naté,
Neu!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Teasers,
Easy Going,
Bill Near,
Todd Rundgren,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Prunes,
Siglo XX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
A Certain Ratio,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tommy Roe,
Qualms,
10cc,
The Fugs,
Sixth Finger,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fuzztones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Subhumans,
Mars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Lynne,
Suicide,
Lalo Schifrin,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
Steve Hackett,
Barrington Levy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Selecter,
Jacob Miller,
Mark Hollis,
Negative Approach,
Shoche,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Womack,
Scrapy,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.