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 Tajikistan and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 David Bowie 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 Lakeside to the dance 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sound Behaviour,
Subhumans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pierre Henry,
Crooked Eye,
X-102,
the Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Young Marble Giants,
Nas,
Negative Approach,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
The Real Kids,
World's Most,
The Dave Clark Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Offenders,
Altered Images,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wasted Youth,
Average White Band,
Sister Nancy,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Certain Ratio,
Trumans Water,
In Retrospect,
Niagra,
Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Jandek,
Stereo Dub,
Goldenarms,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
Icehouse,
Jeff Lynne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Kinks,
L. Decosne,
Junior Murvin,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiopuhelimet,
Swans,
The Moleskins,
Sandy B,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Green,
Fela Kuti,
Hot Snakes,
B.T. Express,
Monks,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.