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 Zambia and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Symarip to the dance 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Outsiders,
Angry Samoans,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonic Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Hashim,
New Age Steppers,
Unwound,
Adolescents,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rapeman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive,
Nico,
Crime,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grey Daturas,
Blancmange,
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
Babytalk,
Bob Dylan,
Carl Craig,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lungfish,
Arthur Verocai,
Blossom Toes,
Tres Demented,
Marc Almond,
One Last Wish,
Motorama,
Technova,
Jacques Brel,
Aaron Thompson,
The Searchers,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Anthony Braxton,
CMW,
Morten Harket,
The Dirtbombs,
Gabor Szabo,
Khruangbin,
Lower 48,
Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.