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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 John Lydon to the dance 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Subhumans,
Mo-Dettes,
Jawbox,
Mantronix,
Peter & Gordon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young,
Malaria!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
Frankie Knuckles,
Toni Rubio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Litter,
Al Stewart,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shuggie Otis,
New York Dolls,
Dead Boys,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
OOIOO,
Yusef Lateef,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonny Sharrock,
The J.B.'s,
The Moody Blues,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
David Bowie,
The Golliwogs,
Albert Ayler,
Quadrant,
The Offenders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stiv Bators,
Cecil Taylor,
AZ,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marmalade,
Television Personalities,
The Seeds,
Rakim,
The Fuzztones,
Amazonics,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Moon,
Gang Starr,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Von Mondo,
Section 25,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter and Kerry,
Mark Hollis,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Evens,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.