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 Jamaica and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gong to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacques Brel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
the Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Henry Cow,
Liliput,
The Martian,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Bobby Byrd,
Fear,
Sugar Minott,
Camouflage,
Kayak,
Buzzcocks,
Joyce Sims,
X-102,
Cameo,
Joe Finger,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Technova,
Quadrant,
The Velvet Underground,
The Walker Brothers,
Davy DMX,
K-Klass,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Qualms,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sonics,
Blake Baxter,
Vainqueur,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Cal Tjader,
Interpol,
The Smiths,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
Subhumans,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Fraelich,
Alice Coltrane,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Womack,
Lungfish,
Max Romeo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.