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 Ecuador and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Janne Schatter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar 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 an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
Popol Vuh,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harmonia,
Junior Murvin,
John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Symarip,
Anakelly,
Gang of Four,
Cecil Taylor,
Livin' Joy,
The Cure,
The Gap Band,
Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
Mantronix,
Althea and Donna,
Terry Callier,
Joe Smooth,
Delta 5,
Das Ding,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roxy Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Wyatt,
X-Ray Spex,
James White and The Blacks,
Animal Collective,
Nick Fraelich,
Ossler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marine Girls,
Can,
Roxette,
Lightning Bolt,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Donny Hathaway,
Heaven 17,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
KRS-One,
Gichy Dan,
The Fire Engines,
Cabaret Voltaire,
L. Decosne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deepchord,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.