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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb 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 Average White Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
the Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
China Crisis,
Tommy Roe,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
New Age Steppers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gladiators,
Wally Richardson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharoah Sanders,
L. Decosne,
Black Moon,
Skaos,
Pierre Henry,
Brass Construction,
Rosa Yemen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blake Baxter,
Pussy Galore,
James White and The Blacks,
Kas Product,
Half Japanese,
Monolake,
The Busters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arcadia,
Scientists,
K-Klass,
Altered Images,
Lightning Bolt,
Jandek,
Hoover,
Kayak,
Pantaleimon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stiv Bators,
Gichy Dan,
Chrome,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Jimmy McGriff,
Duran Duran,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Young Marble Giants,
The Motions,
Michelle Simonal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Isaac Hayes,
Urselle,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.