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 Burkina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 Public Enemy to the electroclash 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Popol Vuh,
The Residents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pierre Henry,
Massinfluence,
Sarah Menescal,
the Human League,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U,
Alton Ellis,
Hashim,
Stiv Bators,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mummies,
Funkadelic,
June Days,
Main Source,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Davy DMX,
Rod Modell,
Spandau Ballet,
Flash Fearless,
Slick Rick,
Scientists,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Selecter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Axelrod,
Archie Shepp,
Brand Nubian,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
Sun City Girls,
The Wake,
Cheater Slicks,
The Knickerbockers,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
Anthony Braxton,
Fela Kuti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MC5,
EPMD,
Marmalade,
The Pop Group,
OOIOO,
Shoche,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moss Icon,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.