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 Algeria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Michael McDonald 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 Brick to the rap 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
Marine Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Durutti Column,
Peter & Gordon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marvin Gaye,
Nation of Ulysses,
Patti Smith,
The Real Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jacob Miller,
Joe Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Royal Trux,
Alton Ellis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Subhumans,
Reuben Wilson,
Camouflage,
Niagra,
The Angels of Light,
Brothers Johnson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric Copeland,
Von Mondo,
Harmonia,
the Germs,
The Stooges,
The Gun Club,
Oneida,
Sonic Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Skriet,
Quadrant,
Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Eli Mardock,
Black Bananas,
James White and The Blacks,
Colin Newman,
The Selecter,
Ice-T,
The Gories,
A Certain Ratio,
The Move,
Delta 5,
Severed Heads,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aural Exciters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Piero Umiliani,
The Birthday Party,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.