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 Cape Verde and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 One Last Wish 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Brick,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mad Mike,
The Standells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dennis Brown,
Q and Not U,
Kerri Chandler,
Janne Schatter,
The Walker Brothers,
June of 44,
Angry Samoans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Christie,
Q65,
Joe Finger,
Eli Mardock,
The Red Krayola,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monolake,
Japan,
Intrusion,
Skaos,
The Mummies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül II,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Circle Jerks,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fall,
Amazonics,
AZ,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
Lucky Dragons,
Yazoo,
Arcadia,
The Doors,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Joey Negro,
Model 500,
Camouflage,
Peter and Kerry,
Metal Thangz,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Dolphy,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.