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 New Zealand and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Minor Threat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Cymande,
Gil Scott Heron,
Outsiders,
La Düsseldorf,
UT,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
Ten City,
Dennis Brown,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Piero Umiliani,
Vladislav Delay,
Pagans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Parry Music,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
L. Decosne,
Zero Boys,
Procol Harum,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Motorama,
Faraquet,
David Bowie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun City Girls,
Fela Kuti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-102,
Cecil Taylor,
Donald Byrd,
Livin' Joy,
Jacob Miller,
Henry Cow,
Y Pants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Section 25,
Smog,
The Blues Magoos,
Susan Cadogan,
the Germs,
the Swans,
The Fugs,
Massinfluence,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
Joyce Sims,
Derrick Morgan,
Kas Product,
Angry Samoans,
Connie Case,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.