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 Nauru and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Jakarta and London.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fortunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Metal Thangz,
Unrelated Segments,
The Velvet Underground,
ABBA,
Subhumans,
Terry Callier,
New Age Steppers,
the Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Rundgren,
Livin' Joy,
X-Ray Spex,
R.M.O.,
The Count Five,
Chris Corsano,
Lyres,
Tubeway Army,
Scan 7,
Roxette,
Piero Umiliani,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mummies,
Crash Course in Science,
Agent Orange,
Sugar Minott,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Litter,
Excepter,
One Last Wish,
Wally Richardson,
Jeff Mills,
The Young Rascals,
DJ Sneak,
Y Pants,
Flipper,
Flash Fearless,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Barry Ungar,
The Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Cymande,
E-Dancer,
The Fire Engines,
Eric Dolphy,
Lakeside,
Interpol,
Pole,
New Order,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
Stiv Bators,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.