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 Gabon and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 New Order to the disco 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
DJ Style,
Rhythm & Sound,
Quando Quango,
MDC,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Trojans,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Starr,
Laurel Aitken,
ABC,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Parry Music,
Q65,
The Offenders,
Saccharine Trust,
R.M.O.,
U.S. Maple,
Tubeway Army,
Bill Wells,
Hashim,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
K-Klass,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Warren Ellis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harry Pussy,
The Music Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marc Almond,
Absolute Body Control,
Albert Ayler,
DJ Sneak,
Arab on Radar,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
Livin' Joy,
Lyres,
Zero Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Roy Ayers,
Ultravox,
The Mummies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eve St. Jones,
Quantec,
The Selecter,
The Toasters,
The Names,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Index,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.