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 Romania and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Isaac Hayes to the techno 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
The Toasters,
Audionom,
Angry Samoans,
The Associates,
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
Brick,
Eden Ahbez,
Monks,
Dual Sessions,
Suburban Knight,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Drexciya,
Blancmange,
Shoche,
the Normal,
Average White Band,
The Evens,
Eric Copeland,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5,
Deepchord,
Reuben Wilson,
Con Funk Shun,
Kurtis Blow,
Camberwell Now,
The Slackers,
Ultra Naté,
B.T. Express,
Organ,
The Velvet Underground,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Durutti Column,
Theoretical Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ken Boothe,
Excepter,
Crime,
Moby Grape,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cheater Slicks,
The Beau Brummels,
DJ Style,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.