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 Italy and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Delta 5 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott Heron,
Von Mondo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alphaville,
Gang Green,
The Saints,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yellowson,
Jandek,
Moebius,
Pharoah Sanders,
Index,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Osbourne,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oneida,
Kerrie Biddell,
The United States of America,
Sparks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grauzone,
the Bar-Kays,
The New Christs,
The Dead C,
F. McDonald,
Grey Daturas,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young,
The Beau Brummels,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare,
T. Rex,
Marine Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Swans,
Vladislav Delay,
Bluetip,
Depeche Mode,
Simply Red,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
The Victims,
Quando Quango,
E-Dancer,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Theoretical Girls,
Todd Terry,
Los Fastidios,
Stiv Bators,
Qualms,
Pulsallama,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.