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 Laos and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Robert Wyatt to the jazz 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Albert Ayler,
Brand Nubian,
Au Pairs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra,
Symarip,
Moss Icon,
The Happenings,
The Selecter,
The Martian,
The Angels of Light,
Rufus Thomas,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Bobby Womack,
The Fall,
Skarface,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
This Heat,
Mad Mike,
Cybotron,
Adolescents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeff Mills,
Don Cherry,
Altered Images,
The Names,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Trumans Water,
cv313,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
The Modern Lovers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nas,
Sarah Menescal,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tomorrow,
Faraquet,
PIL,
Tommy Roe,
Clear Light,
Nico,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Litter,
Heaven 17,
Soft Cell,
Blossom Toes,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young,
Glambeats Corp.,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.