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 Swaziland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Babytalk to the rap 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse 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?
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Bananas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
AZ,
Peter and Kerry,
Iggy Pop,
Gang Green,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yazoo,
Eddi Front,
Young Marble Giants,
Mantronix,
T. Rex,
The Music Machine,
Gong,
Fela Kuti,
Kaleidoscope,
Theoretical Girls,
Basic Channel,
Hasil Adkins,
Judy Mowatt,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Misunderstood,
Sandy B,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shoche,
Avey Tare,
Marc Almond,
Man Eating Sloth,
Schoolly D,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pulsallama,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mo-Dettes,
Minny Pops,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Whodini,
Angry Samoans,
Stetsasonic,
John Cale,
James White and The Blacks,
Ohio Players,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Danielle Patucci,
Easy Going,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra,
The Modern Lovers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
cv313,
Michelle Simonal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eve St. Jones,
Royal Trux,
Pussy Galore,
The Wake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.