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 Kazakhstan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Franke to the disco 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Pantytec,
Radiohead,
Dennis Brown,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
Youth Brigade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Idris Muhammad,
Babytalk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Victims,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
Joyce Sims,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moby Grape,
These Immortal Souls,
Monks,
Monolake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Bang On A Can,
Joy Division,
Ossler,
Tom Boy,
Graham Central Station,
The Stooges,
The Smoke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Parrish,
The Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pere Ubu,
Rites of Spring,
Fluxion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Pop Group,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Second Layer,
10cc,
Lower 48,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Goldenarms,
Black Flag,
Pussy Galore,
Morten Harket,
Swans,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.