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 Iceland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Zapp to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Hardrive,
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Clear Light,
New Age Steppers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Animal Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
Sister Nancy,
Todd Rundgren,
Nas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Judy Mowatt,
New York Dolls,
The Blues Magoos,
Andrew Hill,
The Searchers,
Bad Manners,
Joe Finger,
Ken Boothe,
Ohio Players,
Fear,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Traffic Nightmare,
Goldenarms,
Minutemen,
Alison Limerick,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
Erykah Badu,
The Pretty Things,
Pagans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
Erasure,
Cameo,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Niagra,
The New Christs,
The Trojans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drexciya,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Sherman,
Half Japanese,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
Pantaleimon,
The Beau Brummels,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.