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 Norway and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Pulsallama,
Marvin Gaye,
Wasted Youth,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Metal Thangz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barbara Tucker,
D'Angelo,
Qualms,
Wire,
Underground Resistance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slick Rick,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy Collins,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
Skriet,
Marmalade,
Banda Bassotti,
Joey Negro,
F. McDonald,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fire Engines,
MC5,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rites of Spring,
The Gladiators,
Kas Product,
Youth Brigade,
Babytalk,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
Cecil Taylor,
The Trojans,
Idris Muhammad,
The Buckinghams,
Black Sheep,
Cymande,
Tropical Tobacco,
Little Man,
Gang Green,
Traffic Nightmare,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alison Limerick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
These Immortal Souls,
Lakeside,
Pantaleimon,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.