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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Dark Day to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Circle Jerks,
Nation of Ulysses,
cv313,
Basic Channel,
L. Decosne,
Desert Stars,
Au Pairs,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gladiators,
Wasted Youth,
The Remains,
Kool Moe Dee,
Anthony Braxton,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ronnie Foster,
The Moleskins,
The Wake,
Bush Tetras,
Black Bananas,
Urselle,
Cameo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fall,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Reuben Wilson,
John Holt,
World's Most,
The Fugs,
Kas Product,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dawn Penn,
Grey Daturas,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
New York Dolls,
Lalann,
New Age Steppers,
June Days,
Sixth Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Infiniti,
Ituana,
Bob Dylan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Toni Rubio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Groovy Waters,
Jacob Miller,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.