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 Hungary and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Larry & the Blue Notes 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stereo Dub,
Aural Exciters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Panda Bear,
Organ,
Lalann,
Matthew Bourne,
Unwound,
Television Personalities,
Fat Boys,
cv313,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Green,
Pharoah Sanders,
Negative Approach,
Audionom,
Stiv Bators,
Ken Boothe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Severed Heads,
Pole,
Grey Daturas,
The Associates,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare,
Icehouse,
Buzzcocks,
Reagan Youth,
Heaven 17,
Roger Hodgson,
Suburban Knight,
The Five Americans,
Toni Rubio,
The Barracudas,
Wings,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
a-ha,
Max Romeo,
Flash Fearless,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jeff Mills,
The Fugs,
Fad Gadget,
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Minny Pops,
Eric Dolphy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
This Heat,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chrome,
Faraquet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Junior Murvin,
Eurythmics,
EPMD,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.