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 China and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Chrome to the grunge 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deadbeat,
Dark Day,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Susan Cadogan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Parry Music,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fall,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ossler,
Erasure,
Jeru the Damaja,
Arab on Radar,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amon Düül II,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
The Moleskins,
Lyres,
Ten City,
EPMD,
Rotary Connection,
Cecil Taylor,
Ken Boothe,
Robert Görl,
Zapp,
The Residents,
Eric Copeland,
Arthur Verocai,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
Sarah Menescal,
Harry Pussy,
the Human League,
Motorama,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Agitation Free,
Average White Band,
Infiniti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris Corsano,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
Carl Craig,
The United States of America,
T. Rex,
Aaron Thompson,
Make Up,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.