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 Romania and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Interpol to the rap 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Juan Atkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Q and Not U,
Bill Wells,
Wire,
Babytalk,
Black Pus,
Brass Construction,
Arcadia,
Lower 48,
Mark Hollis,
Make Up,
Moby Grape,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Can,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Offenders,
Funkadelic,
Depeche Mode,
Toni Rubio,
New Order,
Fugazi,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tres Demented,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Near,
Skarface,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
Nik Kershaw,
Jacques Brel,
The Skatalites,
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
the Soft Cell,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra,
Lakeside,
Deepchord,
Rekid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Sherman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
Motorama,
Fad Gadget,
Faraquet,
Joyce Sims,
The Leaves,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.