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 Zimbabwe and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Matthew Bourne to the disco 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Howard Jones,
Franke,
Simply Red,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Lynne,
Brick,
Mad Mike,
Lindisfarne,
Chris & Cosey,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Association,
Qualms,
New York Dolls,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Negative Approach,
Scientists,
Delta 5,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wolf Eyes,
Minny Pops,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
The Fall,
Duran Duran,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Derrick Morgan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Christie,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Saints,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy Collins,
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Nirvana,
Alison Limerick,
Joe Smooth,
The Gories,
Niagra,
Electric Prunes,
MC5,
The Associates,
Ice-T,
Eric Dolphy,
Dawn Penn,
Parry Music,
Reuben Wilson,
Index,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.