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 Liechtenstein and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 The Offenders to the dance 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Juan Atkins,
Scion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harmonia,
Wire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The J.B.'s,
Nas,
Hashim,
The Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Clear Light,
Crooked Eye,
Mo-Dettes,
The Monochrome Set,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Los Fastidios,
Glenn Branca,
DNA,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
Von Mondo,
Warsaw,
Matthew Halsall,
The Saints,
Accadde A,
Robert Wyatt,
Joyce Sims,
Camberwell Now,
Max Romeo,
Con Funk Shun,
Buzzcocks,
The Remains,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cluster,
Leonard Cohen,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris Corsano,
Ossler,
Sällskapet,
Ituana,
Sight & Sound,
Qualms,
Bauhaus,
Connie Case,
Fela Kuti,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Essential Logic,
Albert Ayler,
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Delta 5,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young,
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.