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 Tuvalu and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Stetsasonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
K-Klass,
Hoover,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Wyatt,
Scientists,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Half Japanese,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry's Kids,
The Toasters,
cv313,
Buzzcocks,
Wasted Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pulsallama,
The Cramps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
Connie Case,
Angry Samoans,
The Standells,
Goldenarms,
Black Bananas,
Don Cherry,
The Smoke,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Andrew Hill,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ken Boothe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aswad,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
Anakelly,
Funky Four + One,
Country Teasers,
Sugar Minott,
Sex Pistols,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Doors,
DJ Style,
Ludus,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brothers Johnson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.