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 Senegal and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mission of Burma,
Soulsonic Force,
Organ,
Parry Music,
Pole,
Dual Sessions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crispy Ambulance,
Average White Band,
The Grass Roots,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crash Course in Science,
The Martian,
Frankie Knuckles,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fall,
Black Moon,
The Real Kids,
Faust,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suburban Knight,
Vainqueur,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joensuu 1685,
Talk Talk,
Television Personalities,
Moby Grape,
Chris & Cosey,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul,
Japan,
Black Flag,
Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
The Busters,
Gong,
New Age Steppers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultravox,
The Mojo Men,
The Victims,
The Gories,
Janne Schatter,
The Gladiators,
Animal Collective,
Amon Düül II,
The Alarm Clocks,
Simply Red,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Star Department,
Deakin,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.