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 Yemen and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar 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 Associates to the electroclash 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Stooges,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül,
Ituana,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Star Department,
Soul II Soul,
Brothers Johnson,
Stetsasonic,
Flash Fearless,
Magazine,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
Donny Hathaway,
Gabor Szabo,
Goldenarms,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
Howard Jones,
Parry Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
Deakin,
The Black Dice,
Michelle Simonal,
LL Cool J,
The Move,
Arcadia,
Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Fad Gadget,
Harmonia,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
The J.B.'s,
Faraquet,
Agent Orange,
John Lydon,
Bronski Beat,
The Litter,
Ornette Coleman,
Khruangbin,
Yaz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neu!,
Black Flag,
The Smoke,
Lightning Bolt,
Don Cherry,
Alice Coltrane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wolf Eyes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.