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 Comoros and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mad Mike to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
Neil Young,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deepchord,
Gang of Four,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
The Raincoats,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Bobby Womack,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tropical Tobacco,
Metal Thangz,
Black Sheep,
Aswad,
Deadbeat,
The Music Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Tomorrow,
The Red Krayola,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Ornette Coleman,
The Toasters,
The Evens,
The Count Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Anakelly,
Dead Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Television Personalities,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
Essential Logic,
the Bar-Kays,
the Human League,
Alison Limerick,
The Golliwogs,
John Holt,
John Coltrane,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Magma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Nico,
The Young Rascals,
Kerri Chandler,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.