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 Sri Lanka and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Camberwell Now to the funk 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harry Pussy,
Sällskapet,
Michelle Simonal,
Joensuu 1685,
Piero Umiliani,
a-ha,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Grass Roots,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faraquet,
Suicide,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
The Young Rascals,
Second Layer,
Nas,
Lindisfarne,
Groovy Waters,
Heaven 17,
Crash Course in Science,
New Order,
Boogie Down Productions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Byron Stingily,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
Dennis Brown,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
Ponytail,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Copeland,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Dead C,
The Neon Judgement,
The Litter,
Whodini,
The Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joy Division,
Joyce Sims,
Liliput,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantytec,
Josef K,
Johnny Clarke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.