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 Djibouti and from Sao Paulo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Detroit Cobras to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Man Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
Talk Talk,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman,
Ponytail,
The Real Kids,
Barrington Levy,
The Misunderstood,
Blancmange,
The Pop Group,
Lucky Dragons,
Girls At Our Best!,
David Bowie,
Donald Byrd,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Bill Near,
Little Man,
Roxette,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
The Knickerbockers,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
Siglo XX,
Parry Music,
DJ Sneak,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Khruangbin,
Oblivians,
Henry Cow,
The Smoke,
Altered Images,
Marvin Gaye,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Joensuu 1685,
Mantronix,
Pagans,
The Victims,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
Mad Mike,
Grey Daturas,
The J.B.'s,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Christie,
Kaleidoscope,
Brothers Johnson,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Lydon,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.