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 Gabon and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gang Starr to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
The Pop Group,
the Germs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sixth Finger,
Desert Stars,
Hasil Adkins,
Section 25,
The Techniques,
Ten City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Jandek,
Warren Ellis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Sonics,
Marvin Gaye,
10cc,
Matthew Halsall,
The Victims,
Black Pus,
Althea and Donna,
The Gladiators,
Tim Buckley,
Qualms,
The Neon Judgement,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Patti Smith,
Monolake,
Fad Gadget,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Stooges,
Clear Light,
Aural Exciters,
AZ,
the Human League,
The Walker Brothers,
Mad Mike,
Bootsy Collins,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Black Dice,
Barry Ungar,
The Cowsills,
Hoover,
H. Thieme,
Lindisfarne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Be Bop Deluxe,
UT,
The Dead C,
Gichy Dan,
Brand Nubian,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Saints,
Babytalk,
Aaron Thompson,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.