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 Turkey and from London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deepchord to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Parry Music,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Tommy Roe,
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gichy Dan,
The Leaves,
Toni Rubio,
the Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Technova,
Scientists,
The New Christs,
Cecil Taylor,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cramps,
kango's stein massive,
Symarip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alton Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Sheep,
The Busters,
Newcleus,
DJ Sneak,
Wasted Youth,
Marmalade,
Warsaw,
X-101,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Misunderstood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Max Romeo,
Alphaville,
Gong,
Mars,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Starr,
Fugazi,
Interpol,
The Stooges,
Animal Collective,
10cc,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Knickerbockers,
Accadde A,
The Mojo Men,
Lungfish,
Idris Muhammad,
Banda Bassotti,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minny Pops,
The American Breed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.