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 Israel and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Derrick Morgan to the disco 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Bootsy Collins,
Mandrill,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Fraelich,
Scion,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Five Americans,
Gang Gang Dance,
World's Most,
Albert Ayler,
Basic Channel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kaleidoscope,
The Count Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonic Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
The Saints,
Rufus Thomas,
The Tremeloes,
Mission of Burma,
Babytalk,
Aural Exciters,
Infiniti,
New Order,
Mo-Dettes,
Michelle Simonal,
K-Klass,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Das Ding,
The Neon Judgement,
Warren Ellis,
The Gories,
the Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boredoms,
The Walker Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Massinfluence,
Dawn Penn,
Amazonics,
Jeff Lynne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
Marvin Gaye,
Cameo,
Carl Craig,
The Pop Group,
Donny Hathaway,
Sight & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Peter and Kerry,
The Misunderstood,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.