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 Peru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Associates to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
The Zeros,
Sound Behaviour,
Urselle,
Supertramp,
Fear,
Neu!,
David McCallum,
Bill Near,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Raincoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Agent Orange,
K-Klass,
Cameo,
Cluster,
Dead Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
Todd Rundgren,
Intrusion,
Ronnie Foster,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deadbeat,
Kurtis Blow,
Television,
L. Decosne,
The Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
FM Einheit,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sonny Sharrock,
Procol Harum,
This Heat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Angry Samoans,
E-Dancer,
Bizarre Inc.,
MC5,
Aswad,
Archie Shepp,
Ultravox,
Eddi Front,
Kerrie Biddell,
James White and The Blacks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
The Toasters,
Nas,
Scrapy,
Technova,
Brick,
The Barracudas,
the Association,
Cymande,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.