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 Belize and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 The Misunderstood to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
F. McDonald,
Neil Young,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jacques Brel,
Lightning Bolt,
Dead Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camberwell Now,
The Black Dice,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Searchers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bill Near,
Godley & Creme,
Gang of Four,
The Pop Group,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mission of Burma,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
The Gap Band,
Lungfish,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Age Steppers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
48th St. Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Machine,
Aswad,
New York Dolls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
The Residents,
Procol Harum,
Robert Hood,
Television,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Lynne,
The Knickerbockers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Quando Quango,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.