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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Easy Going to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Rotary Connection,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Icehouse,
Franke,
The Slits,
The Fugs,
Harmonia,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül II,
June Days,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun City Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Fraelich,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronnie Foster,
John Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arab on Radar,
X-Ray Spex,
Blancmange,
Albert Ayler,
Blossom Toes,
Bronski Beat,
Scrapy,
Whodini,
Janne Schatter,
Index,
T.S.O.L.,
Unrelated Segments,
The Golliwogs,
Hashim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Neu!,
Stetsasonic,
Barrington Levy,
Arcadia,
FM Einheit,
Man Parrish,
Organ,
Ultra Naté,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
Eli Mardock,
Marcia Griffiths,
Buzzcocks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brand Nubian,
Carl Craig,
Gichy Dan,
The Monks,
Pylon,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.