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 Thailand and from New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Roxy Music,
Ituana,
Man Eating Sloth,
Unwound,
Half Japanese,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Magma,
Peter & Gordon,
Sight & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
This Heat,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pop Group,
The Blues Magoos,
The Blackbyrds,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amon Düül II,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Association,
Bluetip,
Main Source,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jacob Miller,
Mo-Dettes,
Isaac Hayes,
Icehouse,
The Trojans,
Idris Muhammad,
T. Rex,
the Fania All-Stars,
PIL,
Spoonie Gee,
Lucky Dragons,
La Düsseldorf,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scott Walker,
Robert Wyatt,
New York Dolls,
Anakelly,
The Doors,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Siglo XX,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronan,
Matthew Bourne,
D'Angelo,
Tubeway Army,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.