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 Colombia and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Fugazi to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Patti Smith,
Symarip,
kango's stein massive,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agent Orange,
Chris & Cosey,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Walker Brothers,
Henry Cow,
Arthur Verocai,
Minny Pops,
ABC,
Icehouse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pagans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
The Divine Comedy,
Rod Modell,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
Camouflage,
Cluster,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wasted Youth,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Clarke,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scratch Acid,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Boredoms,
The Move,
R.M.O.,
David Bowie,
Public Enemy,
Whodini,
Juan Atkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scrapy,
Iggy Pop,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Adolescents,
Scion,
Todd Terry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Camberwell Now,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Barbara Tucker,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.