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 Luxembourg and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Tom Boy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Q65,
Arcadia,
Arthur Verocai,
Girls At Our Best!,
PIL,
Eric Copeland,
Letta Mbulu,
The Remains,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Surgeon,
Stereo Dub,
Neu!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sonics,
Shoche,
The Slackers,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visage,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
Fela Kuti,
The Mojo Men,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Names,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Cale,
The New Christs,
New Age Steppers,
Lalann,
Saccharine Trust,
Jeff Mills,
Absolute Body Control,
Sandy B,
Lakeside,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yusef Lateef,
Hasil Adkins,
John Holt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Von Mondo,
Maurizio,
The Victims,
Subhumans,
Siglo XX,
Kas Product,
The Smoke,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mantronix,
Yazoo,
Black Flag,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.