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 Sri Lanka and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Au Pairs to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Wolf Eyes,
Prince Buster,
The Raincoats,
The Gun Club,
Reuben Wilson,
Michelle Simonal,
Trumans Water,
Henry Cow,
Jeff Lynne,
The Angels of Light,
Public Enemy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tomorrow,
The Selecter,
Morten Harket,
The New Christs,
Spoonie Gee,
The Stooges,
Anakelly,
Nick Fraelich,
Skarface,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
KRS-One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jerry's Kids,
Joyce Sims,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MC5,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Slits,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smiths,
Heaven 17,
La Düsseldorf,
Unrelated Segments,
The Zeros,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
Cheater Slicks,
Junior Murvin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Blackbyrds,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quando Quango,
Chris & Cosey,
Cymande,
Bush Tetras,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
Talk Talk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Leaves,
Mandrill,
the Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.