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 Jordan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Colin Newman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Byron Stingily,
Whodini,
the Normal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Barracudas,
Prince Buster,
Can,
Avey Tare,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
R.M.O.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kaleidoscope,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tears for Fears,
Ultravox,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Al Stewart,
The Buckinghams,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Livin' Joy,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra,
Danielle Patucci,
Darondo,
Cluster,
Nils Olav,
La Düsseldorf,
Los Fastidios,
Fad Gadget,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Red Krayola,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABC,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yazoo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funkadelic,
Popol Vuh,
L. Decosne,
Graham Central Station,
This Heat,
Grey Daturas,
Warren Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Minor Threat,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.