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 Antigua and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slick Rick,
Ornette Coleman,
Niagra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
The Modern Lovers,
The Knickerbockers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
Unrelated Segments,
Simply Red,
Todd Rundgren,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aloha Tigers,
Rod Modell,
Mo-Dettes,
Bootsy Collins,
Underground Resistance,
Unwound,
Roxette,
Boredoms,
Gang of Four,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pierre Henry,
UT,
The Walker Brothers,
cv313,
Roy Ayers,
Von Mondo,
Deakin,
Sound Behaviour,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radio Birdman,
James White and The Blacks,
Warren Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DNA,
Swell Maps,
Cal Tjader,
Average White Band,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
The Cramps,
Josef K,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
Whodini,
Buzzcocks,
Au Pairs,
Moby Grape,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.