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 Seoul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aloha Tigers to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
John Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Crime,
Archie Shepp,
Drexciya,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pere Ubu,
Eli Mardock,
Echospace,
Depeche Mode,
48th St. Collective,
Siglo XX,
The American Breed,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sällskapet,
Max Romeo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aaron Thompson,
Unwound,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fatback Band,
Black Sheep,
The Mojo Men,
Toni Rubio,
Chrome,
David McCallum,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
The Black Dice,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hardrive,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Gichy Dan,
The Trojans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Animal Collective,
a-ha,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Idris Muhammad,
Young Marble Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television Personalities,
June of 44,
Flipper,
Bobby Byrd,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Velvet Underground,
Dennis Brown,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Real Kids,
Bluetip,
Todd Terry,
Urselle,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.