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 Armenia and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yaz to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Wake,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
The Cramps,
Marine Girls,
KRS-One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dave Gahan,
Joey Negro,
Dual Sessions,
Charles Mingus,
Cymande,
Gang Starr,
Crash Course in Science,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
John Holt,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Funky Four + One,
Lower 48,
Connie Case,
The Doobie Brothers,
Frankie Knuckles,
E-Dancer,
Nik Kershaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Red Krayola,
The Knickerbockers,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David Bowie,
Guru Guru,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shoche,
Pierre Henry,
Bluetip,
Harpers Bizarre,
Michelle Simonal,
Sonic Youth,
Patti Smith,
The Beau Brummels,
Oneida,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hoover,
Neil Young,
Harry Pussy,
Can,
Niagra,
Mr. Review,
The Cure,
Absolute Body Control,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smoke,
Ponytail,
Suicide,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.