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 Indonesia and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Michelle Simonal to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mummies,
Barbara Tucker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Reuben Wilson,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Pus,
Wasted Youth,
Quadrant,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bob Dylan,
The Fugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Alton Ellis,
David Bowie,
F. McDonald,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jandek,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Howard Jones,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boredoms,
Sparks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lower 48,
Charles Mingus,
Rekid,
The Searchers,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed,
Marvin Gaye,
Hot Snakes,
Prince Buster,
Model 500,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hardrive,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-Ray Spex,
Icehouse,
the Swans,
Bluetip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Simply Red,
Drive Like Jehu,
New Age Steppers,
Eddi Front,
The Slackers,
Excepter,
Subhumans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.