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 Guyana and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Al Stewart to the disco 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Hardrive,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gladiators,
Hot Snakes,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
The Motions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gong,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slave,
James White and The Blacks,
Harpers Bizarre,
A Certain Ratio,
Interpol,
Scion,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Robert Görl,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Circle Jerks,
The Zeros,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Copeland,
Parry Music,
Symarip,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sonic Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Josef K,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pretty Things,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Little Man,
Magazine,
Niagra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
China Crisis,
Smog,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Starr,
Quantec,
The Blues Magoos,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Audionom,
Q65,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.