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 Australia and from Cairo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 The Count Five to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
La Düsseldorf,
The Happenings,
David McCallum,
Q and Not U,
The Gap Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gabor Szabo,
the Human League,
Eli Mardock,
Tres Demented,
Funky Four + One,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cure,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Skriet,
Fear,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crispian St. Peters,
Urselle,
Liliput,
The Real Kids,
The Music Machine,
Tom Boy,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quantec,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Wake,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fugs,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-101,
Marine Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Inner City,
Avey Tare,
Arab on Radar,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mary Jane Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neu!,
Susan Cadogan,
Minor Threat,
MC5,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Normal,
Agitation Free,
Sister Nancy,
Freddie Wadling,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.