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 Philippines and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Skatalites to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Style,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter and Kerry,
U.S. Maple,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Toasters,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mad Mike,
Negative Approach,
Faust,
Tommy Roe,
Average White Band,
Moebius,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Shuggie Otis,
Roy Ayers,
Reagan Youth,
Bob Dylan,
The Residents,
Mandrill,
Spandau Ballet,
Hashim,
Newcleus,
Erasure,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gories,
Flash Fearless,
New Order,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pharoah Sanders,
Crime,
The Five Americans,
Television Personalities,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
Anthony Braxton,
The Seeds,
Half Japanese,
Wings,
Boz Scaggs,
Junior Murvin,
DJ Sneak,
Ronnie Foster,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Deadbeat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Moleskins,
Skarface,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quantec,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Khruangbin,
Subhumans,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.