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 Austria and from Columbus.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Depeche Mode to the jazz 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Babytalk,
Sun City Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
Susan Cadogan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Donald Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
The Index,
Bauhaus,
Camberwell Now,
Bush Tetras,
Kas Product,
The Monks,
Fat Boys,
The Victims,
Ultravox,
Mars,
Altered Images,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Magazine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Certain Ratio,
Trumans Water,
U.S. Maple,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Henry Cow,
Alphaville,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Parrish,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
Mission of Burma,
Television Personalities,
The Toasters,
The Associates,
Byron Stingily,
Flash Fearless,
Rekid,
The Standells,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sam Rivers,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.