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 Lebanon and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mandrill to the grunge 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Judy Mowatt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bob Dylan,
Sister Nancy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Normal,
Marvin Gaye,
Bang On A Can,
The Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minnie Riperton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
The Techniques,
Ice-T,
Make Up,
Silicon Teens,
Jandek,
Gabor Szabo,
The Raincoats,
Deepchord,
The Skatalites,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
H. Thieme,
Scan 7,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
Andrew Hill,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
The Grass Roots,
Smog,
U.S. Maple,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Slackers,
Crime,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
LL Cool J,
Hashim,
Eric Dolphy,
Dual Sessions,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick May,
Josef K,
Eurythmics,
Slave,
Black Sheep,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gun Club,
The Young Rascals,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.