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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Drexciya to the funk 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sixth Finger,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sugar Minott,
Model 500,
The Divine Comedy,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
The Gun Club,
Porter Ricks,
Anakelly,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Vogues,
The Fugs,
Lungfish,
Sam Rivers,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Wyatt,
Symarip,
Mantronix,
Sällskapet,
Oneida,
Funkadelic,
Josef K,
Goldenarms,
Jacob Miller,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Axelrod,
Sandy B,
Soul II Soul,
Vainqueur,
Magma,
The Gladiators,
Scratch Acid,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barclay James Harvest,
Skarface,
Schoolly D,
The Cure,
Althea and Donna,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Neon Judgement,
Electric Prunes,
Visage,
Simply Red,
The Invisible,
The Fortunes,
Average White Band,
Agent Orange,
The Slits,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.