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 Nigeria and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
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 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the funk 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reagan Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlback,
U.S. Maple,
The Star Department,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-102,
Gang Green,
The Gories,
Reuben Wilson,
Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Joensuu 1685,
Essential Logic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Loose Ends,
Gabor Szabo,
Clear Light,
The Black Dice,
The Associates,
Black Sheep,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Don Cherry,
Anthony Braxton,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Max Romeo,
Suburban Knight,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Kayak,
Section 25,
L. Decosne,
Leonard Cohen,
Drexciya,
Althea and Donna,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bush Tetras,
Roger Hodgson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ronnie Foster,
Susan Cadogan,
Q and Not U,
Can,
Harmonia,
Skarface,
Porter Ricks,
UT,
Sight & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Banda Bassotti,
Angry Samoans,
Crash Course in Science,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Little Man,
Rakim,
Boogie Down Productions,
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.