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 Cyprus and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Young Rascals to the rap 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Country Teasers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
Roxy Music,
Dawn Penn,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Boz Scaggs,
Livin' Joy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul Sonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
Lungfish,
Barry Ungar,
the Germs,
Alice Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nation of Ulysses,
Intrusion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hoover,
The New Christs,
Bill Wells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flash Fearless,
The Slackers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The United States of America,
Ultimate Spinach,
This Heat,
Camberwell Now,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Walker Brothers,
Deakin,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
Malaria!,
Franke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Patti Smith,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
Cal Tjader,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Mills,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.