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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Robert Palmer 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 cv313 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
The Vogues,
Popol Vuh,
Zapp,
Jandek,
The Gap Band,
Bill Near,
Audionom,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultravox,
Lakeside,
Amon Düül II,
Technova,
Brothers Johnson,
Reagan Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
Cal Tjader,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sonic Youth,
Boredoms,
Ultra Naté,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Cymande,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Blossom Toes,
Shoche,
Dawn Penn,
Television,
The Saints,
The Star Department,
Marvin Gaye,
John Cale,
Dave Gahan,
Loose Ends,
Tim Buckley,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Accadde A,
Lindisfarne,
OOIOO,
The Searchers,
Niagra,
Panda Bear,
Rites of Spring,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
David Axelrod,
Rufus Thomas,
Nirvana,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fugs,
Boogie Down Productions,
JFA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Enemy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Minnie Riperton,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.