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 Malta and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 Bobby Byrd to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
Cymande,
Ten City,
Todd Terry,
Zero Boys,
OOIOO,
Nik Kershaw,
Stiv Bators,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Barrington Levy,
New York Dolls,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Negative Approach,
Albert Ayler,
Goldenarms,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Quadrant,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Motorama,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dirtbombs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maleditus Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
Talk Talk,
The Wake,
Barbara Tucker,
The Neon Judgement,
The Pop Group,
The Evens,
Rosa Yemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Suburban Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Lynne,
Rekid,
The Golliwogs,
Index,
The Standells,
Surgeon,
The Remains,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oblivians,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible,
Gang of Four,
Pagans,
Mandrill,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.