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 Chad and from London.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Icehouse to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Lakeside,
ABBA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ponytail,
Soul II Soul,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zero Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Brand Nubian,
Janne Schatter,
The Knickerbockers,
Youth Brigade,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Circle Jerks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Wake,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Joensuu 1685,
Lucky Dragons,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
PIL,
Flash Fearless,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
MC5,
Fatback Band,
New Age Steppers,
The Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Livin' Joy,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Adolescents,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Al Stewart,
Pagans,
The Music Machine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Last Poets,
Desert Stars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fugazi,
Pussy Galore,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.