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 Portugal and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Tomorrow to the disco 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside 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?
Wolf Eyes,
Barry Ungar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Desert Stars,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Amon Düül II,
The Names,
The Litter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Suicide,
X-101,
Yaz,
Livin' Joy,
The Mummies,
The Gories,
Albert Ayler,
Aswad,
Gang Green,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Sneak,
Vainqueur,
Nirvana,
Liliput,
Little Man,
China Crisis,
Siglo XX,
Au Pairs,
Clear Light,
Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
In Retrospect,
The Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
The Angels of Light,
One Last Wish,
Marmalade,
Faust,
Davy DMX,
The Gap Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Soul II Soul,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Evens,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Bowie,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Görl,
The Divine Comedy,
Joey Negro,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Womack,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.