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 Qatar and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kevin Saunderson to the crunk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nirvana,
Minor Threat,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lower 48,
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare,
Saccharine Trust,
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Althea and Donna,
The Cure,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Hood,
The Dirtbombs,
The Divine Comedy,
New York Dolls,
Patti Smith,
The Evens,
Gang of Four,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tears for Fears,
The Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
Jerry's Kids,
Slick Rick,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Buckinghams,
Clear Light,
Tom Boy,
Joy Division,
Gang Starr,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Buzzcocks,
Easy Going,
Pantytec,
Marc Almond,
Stereo Dub,
Parry Music,
ABBA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sound Behaviour,
Marine Girls,
World's Most,
Fluxion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joe Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.