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 Haiti and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Deepchord,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonic Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
A Certain Ratio,
Livin' Joy,
Pussy Galore,
Massinfluence,
Eli Mardock,
Can,
Little Man,
Deakin,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
Harmonia,
Alphaville,
Roxette,
Saccharine Trust,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
The Slits,
Frankie Knuckles,
Michelle Simonal,
Reagan Youth,
cv313,
Country Teasers,
X-101,
MC5,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Smiths,
Charles Mingus,
The Golliwogs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kurtis Blow,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Icehouse,
Fear,
The Techniques,
Rekid,
Johnny Osbourne,
R.M.O.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moleskins,
The Martian,
Dave Gahan,
Guru Guru,
The Sound,
This Heat,
The Monks,
The Busters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Inner City,
Bad Manners,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.