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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Dennis Brown to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Newcleus,
David Axelrod,
Alphaville,
Con Funk Shun,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Radiohead,
Subhumans,
Sex Pistols,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang of Four,
The Knickerbockers,
The Saints,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Al Stewart,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
Crash Course in Science,
Zapp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
U.S. Maple,
L. Decosne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rakim,
Henry Cow,
Rotary Connection,
In Retrospect,
Minny Pops,
Warren Ellis,
Sandy B,
Ultravox,
The Skatalites,
Bang On A Can,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Angels of Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes,
Groovy Waters,
Dave Gahan,
Accadde A,
Camouflage,
Heaven 17,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anthony Braxton,
Mars,
The Barracudas,
Erykah Badu,
Ronan,
Sparks,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wolf Eyes,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Matthew Halsall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.