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 Swaziland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
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 rhodes 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 The Wake 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
David McCallum,
The Moleskins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Smog,
The Neon Judgement,
Surgeon,
The Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Toasters,
John Foxx,
Derrick May,
U.S. Maple,
Accadde A,
Gong,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bluetip,
Howard Jones,
Bill Near,
Lower 48,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Pere Ubu,
Alison Limerick,
Neu!,
The Smiths,
Robert Wyatt,
Rotary Connection,
Rod Modell,
Clear Light,
The Pretty Things,
KRS-One,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Idris Muhammad,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Görl,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dave Gahan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Parry Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Index,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Trojans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter and Kerry,
The United States of America,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.