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 Thailand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 Normal to the jazz 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Second Layer,
The Cure,
Pierre Henry,
Piero Umiliani,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Youth Brigade,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Public Enemy,
Intrusion,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
CMW,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wally Richardson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fire Engines,
Crime,
New York Dolls,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Scratch Acid,
The Selecter,
Organ,
The Move,
Young Marble Giants,
Quando Quango,
Cameo,
The Happenings,
Agent Orange,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
R.M.O.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anakelly,
Curtis Mayfield,
Archie Shepp,
Sound Behaviour,
Animal Collective,
Moebius,
Reuben Wilson,
Skriet,
Circle Jerks,
Cheater Slicks,
Underground Resistance,
Section 25,
The Fuzztones,
Pagans,
Sun City Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.