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 Rwanda and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joyce Sims to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Copeland,
Scion,
The Index,
The Buckinghams,
The Young Rascals,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young,
The Golliwogs,
Accadde A,
Junior Murvin,
Cheater Slicks,
Rites of Spring,
Loose Ends,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delta 5,
Mad Mike,
The Selecter,
Youth Brigade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
Letta Mbulu,
D'Angelo,
Alice Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bronski Beat,
Ludus,
Buzzcocks,
The Gap Band,
Pussy Galore,
The Real Kids,
Easy Going,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Age Steppers,
Roxy Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jandek,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Josef K,
Hasil Adkins,
Q and Not U,
X-101,
Nas,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
The Sonics,
Mars,
K-Klass,
Unwound,
Susan Cadogan,
The Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.