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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 F. McDonald to the grime 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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?
Jerry's Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Masters at Work,
Tears for Fears,
Eurythmics,
Skarface,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cure,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül II,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mars,
Subhumans,
Bobby Womack,
Duran Duran,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
Porter Ricks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Halsall,
Bronski Beat,
The Doors,
Wasted Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quando Quango,
The Count Five,
Morten Harket,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Panda Bear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Derrick May,
the Slits,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barrington Levy,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
the Swans,
Spoonie Gee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Little Man,
Moebius,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Durutti Column,
Marc Almond,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalann,
Blake Baxter,
Suicide,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
The Mummies,
Can,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.