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 Czech Republic and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Freddie Wadling to the jazz 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Sound Behaviour,
X-102,
Agitation Free,
Siglo XX,
Harmonia,
Minny Pops,
Mo-Dettes,
The Doobie Brothers,
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-Ray Spex,
The Pop Group,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
The Golliwogs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fela Kuti,
The Knickerbockers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deadbeat,
Japan,
B.T. Express,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Interpol,
Prince Buster,
Quantec,
Fluxion,
Model 500,
the Soft Cell,
Reuben Wilson,
Whodini,
Zapp,
The Dead C,
Eddi Front,
Fat Boys,
This Heat,
Main Source,
Janne Schatter,
Grey Daturas,
Supertramp,
The Leaves,
Eric Dolphy,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Enemy,
Fatback Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Symarip,
Wolf Eyes,
Spandau Ballet,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fall,
Bob Dylan,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
L. Decosne,
Khruangbin,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.