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 Latvia 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
the Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Porter Ricks,
Infiniti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Yellowson,
the Germs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Names,
Bronski Beat,
Black Flag,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tres Demented,
Colin Newman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Sheep,
Chris Corsano,
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Half Japanese,
Graham Central Station,
Tim Buckley,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
Rod Modell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
One Last Wish,
Moss Icon,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Golliwogs,
Japan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Lydon,
CMW,
The Human League,
The Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Warsaw,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Grauzone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
EPMD,
Aloha Tigers,
Archie Shepp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Blossom Toes,
The Monochrome Set,
Lungfish,
The Associates,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flash Fearless,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.