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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Michael McDonald 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Mills,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
The Smoke,
David McCallum,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
The Selecter,
The Slackers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Star Department,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Litter,
June Days,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scrapy,
Terry Callier,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-101,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Flag,
Ultimate Spinach,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Trojans,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
Public Enemy,
Buzzcocks,
Tom Boy,
The Young Rascals,
Saccharine Trust,
The Raincoats,
Aswad,
Y Pants,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Newcleus,
Depeche Mode,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deepchord,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
Infiniti,
The Motions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.