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 South Africa and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 The Mummies to the rock 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Scion,
Loose Ends,
Heaven 17,
Country Teasers,
China Crisis,
Franke,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Starr,
Little Man,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Metal Thangz,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Zapp,
Television,
Max Romeo,
Oneida,
Cecil Taylor,
Junior Murvin,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Colin Newman,
John Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Remains,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Germs,
Swans,
Monks,
JFA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sam Rivers,
The Motions,
Scratch Acid,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
Black Bananas,
These Immortal Souls,
Wally Richardson,
Warren Ellis,
the Human League,
the Association,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
AZ,
Suburban Knight,
Aloha Tigers,
Au Pairs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pylon,
a-ha,
Mantronix,
FM Einheit,
Ronnie Foster,
John Holt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minny Pops,
Deakin,
Blake Baxter,
The Five Americans,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.