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 Nepal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Robert Palmer 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 Bluetip 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare,
Arab on Radar,
The Fortunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
Yellowson,
Desert Stars,
Ronan,
Barbara Tucker,
Vladislav Delay,
The Invisible,
The Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Searchers,
John Cale,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cluster,
Man Eating Sloth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Newcleus,
Fugazi,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
Brass Construction,
T.S.O.L.,
Kas Product,
Intrusion,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
Susan Cadogan,
Prince Buster,
Royal Trux,
Angry Samoans,
Sandy B,
The Techniques,
The Buckinghams,
Dark Day,
Depeche Mode,
FM Einheit,
Rotary Connection,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Eric Copeland,
Loose Ends,
EPMD,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thompson Twins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crooked Eye,
Leonard Cohen,
Fad Gadget,
Magma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.