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 Equatorial Guinea and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Terry Callier to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ken Boothe,
The Misunderstood,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
Agent Orange,
Marc Almond,
Model 500,
KRS-One,
The Five Americans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hardrive,
Graham Central Station,
The Residents,
Maleditus Sound,
Faust,
The Buckinghams,
Fluxion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultra Naté,
Spoonie Gee,
MDC,
Bang On A Can,
Hot Snakes,
CMW,
Scan 7,
Kas Product,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quantec,
Porter Ricks,
Al Stewart,
Tom Boy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Con Funk Shun,
The Raincoats,
the Swans,
Severed Heads,
John Foxx,
FM Einheit,
Boredoms,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Minnie Riperton,
Idris Muhammad,
10cc,
Rotary Connection,
The Sonics,
Matthew Halsall,
The Invisible,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Faraquet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.