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 Norway and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Robert Wyatt to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DNA,
Todd Rundgren,
The Walker Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scan 7,
Carl Craig,
the Fania All-Stars,
Unwound,
The Fortunes,
Scientists,
Althea and Donna,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Second Layer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gap Band,
Ituana,
Amon Düül,
Skaos,
Index,
Matthew Bourne,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
James White and The Blacks,
The Doors,
Talk Talk,
Ronnie Foster,
Cecil Taylor,
T.S.O.L.,
Interpol,
One Last Wish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dark Day,
Sparks,
UT,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eddi Front,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Last Poets,
Television,
Franke,
Harmonia,
The Blackbyrds,
The Happenings,
Lightning Bolt,
The Smoke,
Khruangbin,
The Saints,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Coltrane,
the Sonics,
Quando Quango,
Soft Machine,
Average White Band,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.