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 Colombia and from Spokane.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
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 spring reverb 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 Rakim to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Magma,
Funky Four + One,
Rotary Connection,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eli Mardock,
AZ,
Skriet,
Sight & Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
the Slits,
Ossler,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Angels of Light,
In Retrospect,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Trumans Water,
MDC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mary Jane Girls,
10cc,
The Cramps,
The Skatalites,
Nick Fraelich,
Man Parrish,
K-Klass,
Ultra Naté,
Surgeon,
Robert Hood,
Hardrive,
Ten City,
Wings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barrington Levy,
Urselle,
Lakeside,
Toni Rubio,
The Saints,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Derrick Morgan,
Tommy Roe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barry Ungar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Sixth Finger,
The Grass Roots,
CMW,
the Fania All-Stars,
Zero Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Panda Bear,
Flash Fearless,
Prince Buster,
Oneida,
Leonard Cohen,
Liliput,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.