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 Luxembourg and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Shuggie Otis,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Cell,
Royal Trux,
The Fortunes,
Bob Dylan,
Guru Guru,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Charles Mingus,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Lydon,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Severed Heads,
The Invisible,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mission of Burma,
Infiniti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lightning Bolt,
Hardrive,
Pantytec,
Minnie Riperton,
Bill Near,
Ten City,
The Cure,
Gong,
The Victims,
Oneida,
Janne Schatter,
The Offenders,
Marine Girls,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slick Rick,
DJ Style,
The Moody Blues,
Althea and Donna,
Stetsasonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Magma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Panda Bear,
Mr. Review,
Moby Grape,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blancmange,
Alice Coltrane,
Alison Limerick,
The Red Krayola,
Pere Ubu,
The Blues Magoos,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.