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 Brazil and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Amon Düül to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
a-ha,
MDC,
June Days,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cal Tjader,
Ice-T,
Pantaleimon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Suburban Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
The Mojo Men,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Letta Mbulu,
Ituana,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Mad Mike,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
Youth Brigade,
Hoover,
Soul Sonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Can,
the Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
The Motions,
The Searchers,
Quando Quango,
La Düsseldorf,
Cheater Slicks,
Warren Ellis,
Little Man,
Yazoo,
EPMD,
Pantytec,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Half Japanese,
Aural Exciters,
Brass Construction,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Hill,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
Graham Central Station,
Qualms,
Absolute Body Control,
Urselle,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Green,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hashim,
Eli Mardock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sällskapet,
Swans,
New Order,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.