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 Qatar and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sonny Sharrock to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Qualms,
The Music Machine,
Eddi Front,
Whodini,
Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DJ Style,
Sam Rivers,
Von Mondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Pere Ubu,
The Black Dice,
Mandrill,
Joey Negro,
The Neon Judgement,
Ornette Coleman,
Au Pairs,
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Marmalade,
Gong,
Eric B and Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
Kaleidoscope,
X-Ray Spex,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hoover,
Idris Muhammad,
Lightning Bolt,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Blues Magoos,
The Victims,
Unwound,
Sound Behaviour,
Niagra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Radio Birdman,
The Gap Band,
The Raincoats,
Brand Nubian,
E-Dancer,
The Toasters,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
The Count Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
Average White Band,
Slick Rick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funky Four + One,
Yellowson,
Peter and Kerry,
Hashim,
The Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.