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 Syria and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Unrelated Segments to the crunk 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes 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 snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Half Japanese,
Tim Buckley,
Sällskapet,
The Toasters,
Soulsonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
The Blues Magoos,
Morten Harket,
The Slits,
Sonic Youth,
Funky Four + One,
The Smoke,
T.S.O.L.,
The Stooges,
Thee Headcoats,
Lungfish,
Soul II Soul,
Rapeman,
Popol Vuh,
Ludus,
The Pop Group,
Kurtis Blow,
LL Cool J,
Oneida,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siglo XX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nico,
Skriet,
Monolake,
The Alarm Clocks,
Subhumans,
Alton Ellis,
Alison Limerick,
Toni Rubio,
Inner City,
Sixth Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
Shuggie Otis,
L. Decosne,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Görl,
Pharoah Sanders,
Parry Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Selecter,
John Coltrane,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric Copeland,
Saccharine Trust,
Nils Olav,
Avey Tare,
China Crisis,
Theoretical Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
The Gladiators,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.