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 Croatia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Donald Fagen 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 Joy Division to the electroclash 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Jeff Mills,
Suburban Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Anakelly,
B.T. Express,
The Neon Judgement,
The Misunderstood,
Brick,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grey Daturas,
Idris Muhammad,
Mars,
The Litter,
Wally Richardson,
Lyres,
Black Flag,
Agent Orange,
Stiv Bators,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sonic Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rites of Spring,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Y Pants,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tim Buckley,
The Slackers,
cv313,
Motorama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Görl,
UT,
E-Dancer,
This Heat,
Interpol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Black Dice,
L. Decosne,
Erasure,
Amon Düül II,
The Cure,
Los Fastidios,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
the Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Buzzcocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Toni Rubio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABC,
Sarah Menescal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.