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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Henry Cow to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalann,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rosa Yemen,
Wasted Youth,
X-101,
The Zeros,
Gabor Szabo,
Radiohead,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rufus Thomas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
Pussy Galore,
Hot Snakes,
Vladislav Delay,
Davy DMX,
Agent Orange,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
Intrusion,
Roxy Music,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang of Four,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
U.S. Maple,
Qualms,
Fear,
Procol Harum,
ABBA,
Marine Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fuzztones,
DNA,
Glenn Branca,
Bad Manners,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Star Department,
Cybotron,
Man Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Electric Prunes,
Agitation Free,
Royal Trux,
Surgeon,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
Los Fastidios,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.