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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rod Modell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
EPMD,
Quadrant,
Monolake,
Rekid,
Throbbing Gristle,
Juan Atkins,
Procol Harum,
The Evens,
Chris & Cosey,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Red Krayola,
The Beau Brummels,
Rosa Yemen,
The Offenders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jandek,
Metal Thangz,
LL Cool J,
Scan 7,
Bang On A Can,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Sheep,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roy Ayers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Holt,
Terry Callier,
Khruangbin,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
The Smoke,
Reagan Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Harmonia,
Sparks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
John Coltrane,
Excepter,
Angry Samoans,
Alison Limerick,
The Mojo Men,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cluster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Ludus,
Sugar Minott,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
Infiniti,
Gang Green,
The Busters,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.