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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the electroclash 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lower 48,
Minor Threat,
Lindisfarne,
Janne Schatter,
The Monks,
Basic Channel,
Yusef Lateef,
Matthew Halsall,
New Order,
Soulsonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
Mission of Burma,
Fluxion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sam Rivers,
Fatback Band,
Lou Christie,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Half Japanese,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wings,
Desert Stars,
The Star Department,
This Heat,
A Certain Ratio,
Drexciya,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Judy Mowatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Animal Collective,
Idris Muhammad,
Rosa Yemen,
Scratch Acid,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
Wally Richardson,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Black Dice,
The United States of America,
The Raincoats,
The Buckinghams,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
Das Ding,
Pierre Henry,
Electric Prunes,
Faraquet,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.