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 Antigua and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Marvin Gaye,
Moss Icon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
Gong,
John Coltrane,
Chrome,
Rekid,
Cluster,
Andrew Hill,
Kerrie Biddell,
Throbbing Gristle,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
James White and The Blacks,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Byrd,
The Techniques,
Sparks,
Todd Terry,
Accadde A,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Anakelly,
Youth Brigade,
Swell Maps,
The Fire Engines,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Glenn Branca,
Brass Construction,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
Delta 5,
Black Moon,
Boredoms,
Roy Ayers,
The Dirtbombs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Henry Cow,
The Blues Magoos,
The Barracudas,
Fela Kuti,
Agent Orange,
Skriet,
Bluetip,
The Standells,
Ornette Coleman,
New York Dolls,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Stiv Bators,
Dark Day,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.