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 Dominica and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Metal Thangz to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Sarah Menescal,
The Kinks,
Black Moon,
Wire,
The Residents,
Eden Ahbez,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
E-Dancer,
Jerry's Kids,
Josef K,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Bar-Kays,
LL Cool J,
The Fortunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scrapy,
Inner City,
Robert Görl,
Ten City,
The United States of America,
Thompson Twins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Icehouse,
Archie Shepp,
Bronski Beat,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
Hardrive,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pere Ubu,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Marvin Gaye,
Todd Terry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Womack,
Simply Red,
Traffic Nightmare,
David Bowie,
Main Source,
Intrusion,
The Slits,
One Last Wish,
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
Pole,
Spandau Ballet,
Lungfish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.