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 Uganda and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zapp to the dance 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a clarinet 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 organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Smoke,
Andrew Hill,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wasted Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chrome,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Smiths,
Can,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deadbeat,
The Count Five,
The Pretty Things,
Skriet,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultra Naté,
Pere Ubu,
Quando Quango,
A Certain Ratio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Enemy,
Derrick Morgan,
Y Pants,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fat Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
The Red Krayola,
Hardrive,
The Pop Group,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacob Miller,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Slave,
Slick Rick,
Warren Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Fluxion,
Connie Case,
Ronnie Foster,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Warsaw,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Martian,
cv313,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Average White Band,
EPMD,
Marine Girls,
Dawn Penn,
The Cowsills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey,
Flipper,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.