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 Kiribati and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Faust to the rock 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
X-Ray Spex,
Little Man,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quantec,
Isaac Hayes,
Television,
Robert Wyatt,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joe Finger,
Dark Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Velvet Underground,
Traffic Nightmare,
MDC,
The Standells,
Interpol,
Wire,
UT,
Vainqueur,
Stereo Dub,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Chris & Cosey,
Livin' Joy,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Kas Product,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Red Krayola,
The Slits,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Walker Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
Eve St. Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
Skarface,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Lydon,
Mantronix,
Soft Cell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sly & The Family Stone,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.