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 Denmark and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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 Trojans,
Altered Images,
Colin Newman,
Kaleidoscope,
Josef K,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Cale,
Fad Gadget,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Model 500,
Theoretical Girls,
Niagra,
Ossler,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blancmange,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wire,
Index,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Green,
Aloha Tigers,
Jerry's Kids,
Angry Samoans,
Subhumans,
Hoover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Durutti Column,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Shoche,
The American Breed,
Ronnie Foster,
kango's stein massive,
Khruangbin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
EPMD,
Quantec,
Don Cherry,
Talk Talk,
Parry Music,
Janne Schatter,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare,
Black Bananas,
Duran Duran,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Barracudas,
The Electric Prunes,
The Monochrome Set,
Echospace,
Eric Copeland,
Au Pairs,
The Vogues,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.