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 Azerbaijan and from Columbus.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 MDC to the rap 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
The Raincoats,
The Searchers,
Wire,
The Beau Brummels,
Smog,
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
the Germs,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
Qualms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
L. Decosne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Henry Cow,
The Busters,
Deadbeat,
Cluster,
David Axelrod,
AZ,
Kurtis Blow,
Unrelated Segments,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pulsallama,
the Swans,
The Moleskins,
Warren Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
Amon Düül,
Agent Orange,
Black Sheep,
Gong,
China Crisis,
Scientists,
Fear,
The Monochrome Set,
Laurel Aitken,
The Divine Comedy,
Skarface,
The Fugs,
Spoonie Gee,
PIL,
Babytalk,
the Slits,
Eli Mardock,
Jacob Miller,
the Soft Cell,
Fatback Band,
The Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Flag,
The Doors,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.