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 Portugal and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 H. Thieme to the electroclash 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra,
Rosa Yemen,
Icehouse,
Agitation Free,
The Kinks,
Ossler,
Sonic Youth,
Sun City Girls,
the Human League,
The Move,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
Country Teasers,
the Germs,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eddi Front,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shuggie Otis,
Visage,
Tommy Roe,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Index,
Franke,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Halsall,
Dead Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
Davy DMX,
Technova,
Josef K,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
Funky Four + One,
Thompson Twins,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Near,
Mars,
the Sonics,
The Raincoats,
Minny Pops,
10cc,
The Angels of Light,
MDC,
Bill Wells,
The Buckinghams,
Arthur Verocai,
Godley & Creme,
Pantaleimon,
Bronski Beat,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
The Golliwogs,
June Days,
Danielle Patucci,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.