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 Tajikistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neon Judgement to the jazz 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
The United States of America,
Interpol,
cv313,
New York Dolls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gladiators,
Jeff Lynne,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David McCallum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultra Naté,
Rod Modell,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
Fatback Band,
Minor Threat,
Joe Finger,
Altered Images,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jacques Brel,
Sister Nancy,
Sun City Girls,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Holt,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalann,
MDC,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
Sight & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
The Techniques,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moss Icon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Derrick May,
Oblivians,
Supertramp,
the Fania All-Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chrome,
Soft Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Offenders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.