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 Nepal and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 Byron Stingily 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers,
World's Most,
Johnny Clarke,
Flash Fearless,
Camberwell Now,
LL Cool J,
Blake Baxter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pretty Things,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Quadrant,
Robert Hood,
Max Romeo,
Television,
Alison Limerick,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Trojans,
Flipper,
KRS-One,
Japan,
Skaos,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crispy Ambulance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
T.S.O.L.,
The Divine Comedy,
Crooked Eye,
The United States of America,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hasil Adkins,
Malaria!,
Loose Ends,
Nick Fraelich,
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
The Five Americans,
Sound Behaviour,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Mills,
Sam Rivers,
Dawn Penn,
Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Colin Newman,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.