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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Davy DMX to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lakeside,
The Slackers,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
Subhumans,
Mantronix,
Malaria!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scientists,
Avey Tare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
Iggy Pop,
Urselle,
The Durutti Column,
Smog,
Bush Tetras,
Au Pairs,
Mars,
Howard Jones,
The Fuzztones,
Loose Ends,
Moss Icon,
The Smoke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Unrelated Segments,
The Divine Comedy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Colin Newman,
The Evens,
Alton Ellis,
Harry Pussy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers,
Q and Not U,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
Kayak,
Oneida,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stetsasonic,
Delta 5,
Ten City,
The Angels of Light,
Aloha Tigers,
Warsaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Standells,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Warren Ellis,
the Sonics,
New Order,
The Fugs,
Maurizio,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.