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 Russia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gregory Isaacs to the crunk 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Cure,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mojo Men,
Marine Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Fat Boys,
Colin Newman,
Peter & Gordon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unrelated Segments,
Simply Red,
Camouflage,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bob Dylan,
Interpol,
Moebius,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Ituana,
Little Man,
K-Klass,
Saccharine Trust,
Isaac Hayes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neu!,
Dual Sessions,
Guru Guru,
Robert Wyatt,
Pagans,
PIL,
Lou Christie,
La Düsseldorf,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Stooges,
Ten City,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Metal Thangz,
Andrew Hill,
The Blues Magoos,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Eating Sloth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ronan,
Soulsonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bluetip,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bang On A Can,
Surgeon,
Trumans Water,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.