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 Hungary and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ken Boothe to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Desert Stars,
Lyres,
Basic Channel,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lower 48,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scratch Acid,
Wings,
Rotary Connection,
Simply Red,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q and Not U,
Spoonie Gee,
Bush Tetras,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Kenny Larkin,
Tres Demented,
Lou Christie,
La Düsseldorf,
Duran Duran,
Black Moon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tommy Roe,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Sandy B,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Barracudas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
Minnie Riperton,
Boredoms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cecil Taylor,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erykah Badu,
Charles Mingus,
Carl Craig,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
Connie Case,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Smiths,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.