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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 One Last Wish 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Al Stewart,
the Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boredoms,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dead C,
Skriet,
Letta Mbulu,
Visage,
Von Mondo,
Au Pairs,
ABBA,
Wally Richardson,
David McCallum,
Sandy B,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Eating Sloth,
Derrick Morgan,
The Stooges,
Brand Nubian,
Kerrie Biddell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scan 7,
These Immortal Souls,
The Durutti Column,
Crooked Eye,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
Agitation Free,
Smog,
Anakelly,
Nik Kershaw,
Moby Grape,
Oblivians,
Kas Product,
The Red Krayola,
Surgeon,
Sun Ra,
The Mojo Men,
Pierre Henry,
Marmalade,
Hot Snakes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Connie Case,
Soft Machine,
Dark Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Real Kids,
Siglo XX,
Fat Boys,
Minutemen,
Colin Newman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
Barry Ungar,
Max Romeo,
Graham Central Station,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.