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 Maldives and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Prince Buster to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Spoonie Gee,
Zero Boys,
Lower 48,
The Selecter,
The Velvet Underground,
Ituana,
cv313,
Lyres,
Fad Gadget,
The Fire Engines,
DJ Style,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dawn Penn,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skarface,
New York Dolls,
Eddi Front,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mummies,
Byron Stingily,
David Axelrod,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rekid,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fugs,
Faraquet,
Fluxion,
The Modern Lovers,
Lakeside,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Icehouse,
The Walker Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
Rapeman,
The Red Krayola,
The Blackbyrds,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Remains,
the Swans,
Skaos,
Urselle,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Moleskins,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.