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 Seychelles and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Michael McDonald 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 DNA to the rock 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Infiniti,
Robert Wyatt,
The Dead C,
Make Up,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
Isaac Hayes,
Saccharine Trust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suicide,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Scion,
F. McDonald,
Jeru the Damaja,
Los Fastidios,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Yazoo,
Todd Terry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Massinfluence,
Arthur Verocai,
Eve St. Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
The Moody Blues,
Barry Ungar,
Mad Mike,
The Star Department,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Country Teasers,
Funky Four + One,
Marmalade,
The Cramps,
Fugazi,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
10cc,
Spandau Ballet,
Heaven 17,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
CMW,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Scratch Acid,
The Human League,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
The Cure,
Echospace,
The Durutti Column,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Matthew Halsall,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sonic Youth,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.