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 Benin and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 Icehouse to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cure,
Dark Day,
Delta 5,
The Saints,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deepchord,
Lightning Bolt,
The Motions,
Inner City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
AZ,
Zero Boys,
Dual Sessions,
X-101,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick Morgan,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pretty Things,
Arcadia,
Shoche,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fall,
Negative Approach,
Japan,
New Order,
Parry Music,
The Star Department,
Altered Images,
Mad Mike,
Monolake,
the Swans,
The Residents,
The Gap Band,
Steve Hackett,
Popol Vuh,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deakin,
The Blackbyrds,
Simply Red,
Newcleus,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monochrome Set,
The Birthday Party,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Stiv Bators,
Terry Callier,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Germs,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Skatalites,
Todd Rundgren,
The Stooges,
Das Ding,
F. McDonald,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.