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 Albania and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the techno 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Move,
Fugazi,
Sonic Youth,
Agitation Free,
Kayak,
The Kinks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Can,
Neu!,
Faust,
Henry Cow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
The Pretty Things,
Pylon,
Yellowson,
Pantaleimon,
Roger Hodgson,
Goldenarms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Germs,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultravox,
Quando Quango,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül II,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lalo Schifrin,
Japan,
Outsiders,
Sun Ra,
The Slackers,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fluxion,
AZ,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Modern Lovers,
Little Man,
Symarip,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Idris Muhammad,
The Slits,
Donald Byrd,
Gong,
Susan Cadogan,
This Heat,
Inner City,
Cybotron,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.