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 Marshall Islands and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Smiths to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Skarface,
Aswad,
Fela Kuti,
Erykah Badu,
Shoche,
LL Cool J,
Kurtis Blow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang of Four,
Babytalk,
Public Enemy,
the Swans,
Tomorrow,
Trumans Water,
DJ Style,
Neu!,
The Stooges,
Hoover,
The Black Dice,
John Cale,
Simply Red,
Scientists,
Derrick Morgan,
The Happenings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
These Immortal Souls,
Agitation Free,
The Real Kids,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
Henry Cow,
Donny Hathaway,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
The Seeds,
Harmonia,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Moleskins,
Surgeon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Sonic Youth,
Charles Mingus,
Tommy Roe,
Marvin Gaye,
Michelle Simonal,
Cal Tjader,
Jawbox,
Alison Limerick,
Vainqueur,
The Blackbyrds,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.