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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Sugar Minott to the dance 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Bobby Byrd,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harry Pussy,
Qualms,
Mr. Review,
The Invisible,
X-101,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Agitation Free,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Leaves,
T. Rex,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Standells,
Lou Reed,
The Doors,
Letta Mbulu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Grass Roots,
UT,
Derrick Morgan,
Connie Case,
JFA,
Technova,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Normal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Liliput,
The Slackers,
The Fall,
The Neon Judgement,
Pussy Galore,
The Tremeloes,
Slick Rick,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
CMW,
John Holt,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
OOIOO,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
Popol Vuh,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
The Knickerbockers,
DJ Sneak,
Harmonia,
Grauzone,
Pylon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Residents,
Eli Mardock,
The Dead C,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Selecter,
Scion,
a-ha,
Symarip,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.