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 Libya and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bauhaus to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Anakelly,
Kerri Chandler,
The Seeds,
Whodini,
Index,
The Mummies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quando Quango,
Adolescents,
Pantaleimon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Angels of Light,
Maleditus Sound,
Can,
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
Jerry's Kids,
Tomorrow,
The Modern Lovers,
Laurel Aitken,
LL Cool J,
Q65,
Au Pairs,
Grey Daturas,
Sam Rivers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
Deakin,
The Music Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hashim,
Faust,
Radiohead,
The Associates,
Joe Smooth,
Deepchord,
The Litter,
Magma,
The Move,
Wolf Eyes,
Byron Stingily,
Barbara Tucker,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Average White Band,
The Selecter,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Birthday Party,
Television,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.