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 Japan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Vogues to the rock 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Youth Brigade,
Rakim,
Flipper,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
MDC,
The Golliwogs,
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Janne Schatter,
Scientists,
Joe Finger,
Average White Band,
Fear,
Black Bananas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
48th St. Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gun Club,
Camberwell Now,
Altered Images,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Names,
Essential Logic,
The Moody Blues,
Black Moon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Connie Case,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Bourne,
The Pretty Things,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Görl,
Yaz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Martian,
Tears for Fears,
The Real Kids,
Q and Not U,
Darondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Cameo,
Livin' Joy,
Aural Exciters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Young Marble Giants,
ABC,
Ronan,
Anakelly,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.