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 Estonia and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Aaron Thompson to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Nik Kershaw,
Shuggie Otis,
The Victims,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Pantytec,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Sherman,
Davy DMX,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yellowson,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun City Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fad Gadget,
Country Teasers,
Bluetip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Chrome,
Erasure,
Pulsallama,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Half Japanese,
Sonic Youth,
Skarface,
Johnny Osbourne,
La Düsseldorf,
The Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Technova,
Man Parrish,
Gabor Szabo,
Zero Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Pagans,
Yaz,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joyce Sims,
The Skatalites,
Jacques Brel,
Fear,
Jacob Miller,
In Retrospect,
Dawn Penn,
The Slits,
Quantec,
Siglo XX,
The Star Department,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Unrelated Segments,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.