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 Oman and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Model 500 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Rod Modell,
Aural Exciters,
Minny Pops,
Piero Umiliani,
E-Dancer,
Gang Starr,
Drexciya,
Jeff Lynne,
Slick Rick,
X-Ray Spex,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rotary Connection,
Jawbox,
The Fugs,
Funky Four + One,
Brand Nubian,
Niagra,
The Associates,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Model 500,
Altered Images,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
World's Most,
Index,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
Harry Pussy,
The Raincoats,
The Fall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Althea and Donna,
Grey Daturas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bill Near,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
The Residents,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pulsallama,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Accadde A,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The J.B.'s,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Simply Red,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alphaville,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sound,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.