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 Libya and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
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 clarinet 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 Lightning Bolt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
Nils Olav,
Neu!,
ABBA,
Kerri Chandler,
Sam Rivers,
K-Klass,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
kango's stein massive,
MDC,
The Grass Roots,
Cymande,
Smog,
Susan Cadogan,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
Thompson Twins,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alice Coltrane,
Quando Quango,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
10cc,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
The Last Poets,
Con Funk Shun,
Faraquet,
The Evens,
The Toasters,
Maurizio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Selecter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sound Behaviour,
Don Cherry,
Sister Nancy,
Arthur Verocai,
Alphaville,
The Mojo Men,
Amon Düül II,
Pylon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Steve Hackett,
Stereo Dub,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.