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 Macedonia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Television to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
The Fire Engines,
Liliput,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Sherman,
Quadrant,
Connie Case,
Popol Vuh,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fluxion,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MDC,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Public Enemy,
Kaleidoscope,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Urselle,
Lightning Bolt,
Rekid,
Amazonics,
Joe Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Roxette,
Nick Fraelich,
China Crisis,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
Al Stewart,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Barracudas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Alarm Clocks,
This Heat,
Carl Craig,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Altered Images,
the Swans,
The Litter,
Dead Boys,
The Mummies,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
Piero Umiliani,
Excepter,
Yusef Lateef,
Terry Callier,
The American Breed,
Section 25,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
JFA,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.