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 Tanzania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bill Near to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Babytalk,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fugs,
Donny Hathaway,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Byrd,
Nas,
Kaleidoscope,
the Germs,
Supertramp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Maleditus Sound,
The Leaves,
John Cale,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
Wolf Eyes,
The American Breed,
Erasure,
Vladislav Delay,
Matthew Halsall,
Godley & Creme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
Shoche,
Gichy Dan,
Sugar Minott,
Nils Olav,
Pierre Henry,
The Seeds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mantronix,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jeff Mills,
Thee Headcoats,
Subhumans,
La Düsseldorf,
Wally Richardson,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Womack,
Amon Düül,
Y Pants,
Pussy Galore,
L. Decosne,
John Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ronnie Foster,
Juan Atkins,
The Walker Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Outsiders,
Laurel Aitken,
Arab on Radar,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Starr,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.