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 Honduras and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Warsaw to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
The Standells,
Main Source,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
Alison Limerick,
Rapeman,
Tubeway Army,
Jeff Mills,
Symarip,
The Cowsills,
Barrington Levy,
Groovy Waters,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
Pussy Galore,
Ronnie Foster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
The Real Kids,
Warren Ellis,
Cybotron,
Archie Shepp,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cameo,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
Second Layer,
Boredoms,
The Beau Brummels,
Piero Umiliani,
Eve St. Jones,
Joey Negro,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Christie,
Pylon,
One Last Wish,
New York Dolls,
Scratch Acid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
The Doobie Brothers,
David McCallum,
Prince Buster,
Moby Grape,
Todd Terry,
Ossler,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
Masters at Work,
Cheater Slicks,
Buzzcocks,
Moss Icon,
Yellowson,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.