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 Taiwan and from Tehran.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Liliput to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
New Age Steppers,
Janne Schatter,
Drexciya,
The Dave Clark Five,
Supertramp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brand Nubian,
Icehouse,
Siglo XX,
Crooked Eye,
a-ha,
Lower 48,
Deakin,
Nik Kershaw,
The Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Real Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Remains,
the Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Magazine,
Ituana,
Japan,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
Connie Case,
John Lydon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers,
The Doors,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Average White Band,
Rotary Connection,
Dark Day,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
Funkadelic,
The J.B.'s,
The Names,
Depeche Mode,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Henry Cow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cal Tjader,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare,
This Heat,
Electric Prunes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
The Fortunes,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.