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 Azerbaijan and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the rock 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Wings,
D'Angelo,
Davy DMX,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
Los Fastidios,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The United States of America,
Kerrie Biddell,
Idris Muhammad,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Mummies,
Brothers Johnson,
Maurizio,
Roger Hodgson,
Anthony Braxton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Darondo,
The Count Five,
Anakelly,
Godley & Creme,
Supertramp,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABC,
The Dirtbombs,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
Scion,
Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Little Man,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young,
The Real Kids,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
Television,
Rod Modell,
Leonard Cohen,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erasure,
Pere Ubu,
Zapp,
Spandau Ballet,
Nas,
Mad Mike,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Patti Smith,
The Selecter,
Goldenarms,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.