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 Luxembourg and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Derrick Morgan to the rock 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
CMW,
Flamin' Groovies,
Subhumans,
Soul II Soul,
John Lydon,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker,
Ossler,
Simply Red,
Au Pairs,
Todd Terry,
The Saints,
The Gap Band,
Mark Hollis,
John Holt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lucky Dragons,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
R.M.O.,
Fluxion,
Moss Icon,
Moby Grape,
Mandrill,
Rosa Yemen,
Michelle Simonal,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Fraelich,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
Black Pus,
X-102,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deakin,
June of 44,
One Last Wish,
Jandek,
Alphaville,
Barrington Levy,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Shoche,
the Human League,
Urselle,
Bronski Beat,
Rod Modell,
Sex Pistols,
F. McDonald,
Moebius,
John Cale,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.