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 Comoros and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 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 Stockholm Monsters to the electroclash 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Malaria!,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
Arthur Verocai,
Lucky Dragons,
Ten City,
The Pretty Things,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
Lakeside,
Tim Buckley,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
Maleditus Sound,
Cymande,
Aural Exciters,
Bob Dylan,
Visage,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Association,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Simply Red,
Organ,
Zapp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Görl,
Archie Shepp,
Leonard Cohen,
Motorama,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Soft Cell,
Warren Ellis,
The Angels of Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Yellowson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Near,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pantytec,
Depeche Mode,
Stetsasonic,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.