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 Brazil and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Donald Fagen 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 Archie Shepp to the funk 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
KRS-One,
Black Moon,
Dennis Brown,
Alison Limerick,
The Fortunes,
The Mummies,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Neon Judgement,
Scrapy,
Warsaw,
Kenny Larkin,
The Smiths,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Index,
DNA,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DJ Sneak,
Banda Bassotti,
Prince Buster,
The Durutti Column,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The United States of America,
Idris Muhammad,
Arcadia,
Ossler,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Scan 7,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minor Threat,
Con Funk Shun,
Wolf Eyes,
Magazine,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Happenings,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Womack,
Goldenarms,
Morten Harket,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eve St. Jones,
the Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
The New Christs,
The Real Kids,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.