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 Bahamas and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Pylon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Surgeon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Saints,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hardrive,
Roxette,
John Holt,
Cameo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gichy Dan,
Pagans,
Warsaw,
Dark Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Lalann,
John Foxx,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Halsall,
Trumans Water,
Joe Finger,
John Coltrane,
KRS-One,
The Dirtbombs,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Royal Trux,
Scratch Acid,
The Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-Ray Spex,
Chrome,
Babytalk,
Sex Pistols,
Derrick Morgan,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Sonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Remains,
David Bowie,
Cal Tjader,
Organ,
Banda Bassotti,
Desert Stars,
Sister Nancy,
The Victims,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.