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 Austria and from Seoul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skarface to the grime 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Maurizio,
The Raincoats,
Bluetip,
Gichy Dan,
John Coltrane,
John Lydon,
Barbara Tucker,
Chrome,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
Zapp,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dennis Brown,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang of Four,
Public Enemy,
John Foxx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Josef K,
Masters at Work,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
Darondo,
Davy DMX,
Silicon Teens,
Piero Umiliani,
The Shadows of Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Moss Icon,
The Toasters,
Nils Olav,
Reagan Youth,
Morten Harket,
The Searchers,
The Neon Judgement,
Rapeman,
Saccharine Trust,
Tears for Fears,
The Names,
Whodini,
Wolf Eyes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marine Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Görl,
World's Most,
Pulsallama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
Sun City Girls,
Ten City,
The Mojo Men,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronan,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.