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 Lesotho and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 Michelle Simonal to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
L. Decosne,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Flag,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minutemen,
Kenny Larkin,
Thompson Twins,
Dark Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Josef K,
Suburban Knight,
Bill Near,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bronski Beat,
Unrelated Segments,
Silicon Teens,
Motorama,
Panda Bear,
Parry Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Half Japanese,
Brick,
Marvin Gaye,
Danielle Patucci,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Bowie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Divine Comedy,
Model 500,
Ohio Players,
Sparks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
Stiv Bators,
The Standells,
Eli Mardock,
10cc,
Rotary Connection,
Jeff Lynne,
The Move,
Erasure,
Leonard Cohen,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
Warsaw,
Skarface,
John Holt,
E-Dancer,
Piero Umiliani,
Drive Like Jehu,
Iggy Pop,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dirtbombs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.