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 Egypt and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the jazz 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Theoretical Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Fania All-Stars,
Whodini,
The Martian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monochrome Set,
Make Up,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
The Gap Band,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Sonic Youth,
Drexciya,
Siglo XX,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Mills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Average White Band,
cv313,
The Red Krayola,
Donald Byrd,
Audionom,
Delta 5,
The Grass Roots,
John Foxx,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Residents,
Smog,
Freddie Wadling,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul Sonic Force,
Zapp,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
Vladislav Delay,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Stetsasonic,
Aswad,
Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Al Stewart,
Q and Not U,
Idris Muhammad,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Hood,
Sound Behaviour,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barbara Tucker,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.