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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 DJ Sneak to the dance 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Remains,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
Letta Mbulu,
Hardrive,
The Count Five,
Camouflage,
Black Sheep,
Qualms,
Aaron Thompson,
Nas,
Spandau Ballet,
Crime,
Ossler,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moss Icon,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
Josef K,
Parry Music,
Sister Nancy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
the Swans,
The Velvet Underground,
ABBA,
The Gap Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Scientists,
KRS-One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
Heaven 17,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pere Ubu,
F. McDonald,
Chris Corsano,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Whodini,
Silicon Teens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Style,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.