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 Mali and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minny Pops to the crunk 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scion,
Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lucky Dragons,
June of 44,
The Victims,
The Monks,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swell Maps,
Wire,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
Boredoms,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Slick Rick,
Darondo,
Johnny Clarke,
Eddi Front,
Maleditus Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
the Normal,
David Axelrod,
Hoover,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Main Source,
Crime,
Franke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
Khruangbin,
Zapp,
The Cramps,
Eric Copeland,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
John Cale,
The Trojans,
Mandrill,
The Names,
Blossom Toes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Index,
The Star Department,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Last Poets,
Lakeside,
Dave Gahan,
the Germs,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.