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 Mauritania and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rites of Spring to the rap 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Television Personalities,
Delta 5,
Quadrant,
The Walker Brothers,
The Star Department,
Alton Ellis,
Icehouse,
Wally Richardson,
Max Romeo,
Joe Smooth,
The Gories,
Radiohead,
Y Pants,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stereo Dub,
ABC,
Ornette Coleman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
John Lydon,
Kas Product,
B.T. Express,
Newcleus,
Porter Ricks,
The Pretty Things,
The Blues Magoos,
Chris Corsano,
Supertramp,
Vainqueur,
Urselle,
Procol Harum,
Davy DMX,
Interpol,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
Cheater Slicks,
Al Stewart,
F. McDonald,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Peter & Gordon,
DNA,
Derrick May,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Young Marble Giants,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
A Certain Ratio,
48th St. Collective,
The Young Rascals,
These Immortal Souls,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Susan Cadogan,
Boz Scaggs,
Neu!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.