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 Mali and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
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 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 Monks to the disco 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blake Baxter,
10cc,
Dark Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
E-Dancer,
John Coltrane,
The Fall,
B.T. Express,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cramps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Royal Trux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jandek,
Intrusion,
The Buckinghams,
Sixth Finger,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
Colin Newman,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hashim,
Pantaleimon,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pop Group,
Country Teasers,
Easy Going,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
Maleditus Sound,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
Joensuu 1685,
Deadbeat,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
David Axelrod,
Vainqueur,
The Gun Club,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultra Naté,
the Association,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Byrd,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Velvet Underground,
Connie Case,
The Divine Comedy,
Depeche Mode,
JFA,
Swell Maps,
Gong,
Bill Wells,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.