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 Georgia and from Accra.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
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 theremin 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 Parry Music to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Gang of Four,
OOIOO,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crooked Eye,
The Walker Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Lower 48,
Altered Images,
Scrapy,
Smog,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
The Stooges,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cluster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Age Steppers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pole,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
Saccharine Trust,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Absolute Body Control,
B.T. Express,
The Doobie Brothers,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Funky Four + One,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
John Holt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
Morten Harket,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scientists,
PIL,
Graham Central Station,
A Certain Ratio,
Kurtis Blow,
Pulsallama,
Grey Daturas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Colin Newman,
Zapp,
Make Up,
Radio Birdman,
Steve Hackett,
One Last Wish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.