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 Vanuatu and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
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 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 Minny Pops to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Move,
Joensuu 1685,
Gong,
The Victims,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lyres,
Swans,
X-102,
Quadrant,
Leonard Cohen,
Heaven 17,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Robert Hood,
Silicon Teens,
Sixth Finger,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Flash Fearless,
James White and The Blacks,
Suicide,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Names,
Jacob Miller,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The New Christs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Qualms,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
MDC,
Erykah Badu,
Rhythm & Sound,
China Crisis,
UT,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
June Days,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
Newcleus,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Real Kids,
Nils Olav,
Au Pairs,
Tres Demented,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bluetip,
Eli Mardock,
A Certain Ratio,
Susan Cadogan,
June of 44,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.