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 Singapore and from Mumbai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Monks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Dead Boys,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Raincoats,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Intrusion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sugar Minott,
Gerry Rafferty,
Anakelly,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Reuben Wilson,
The Toasters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacob Miller,
Godley & Creme,
The Gun Club,
The Martian,
Youth Brigade,
Tres Demented,
Susan Cadogan,
Japan,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel,
Swans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Absolute Body Control,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fluxion,
The Beau Brummels,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MDC,
Talk Talk,
Inner City,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Byron Stingily,
Scrapy,
Lyres,
Wings,
The Grass Roots,
The Wake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yellowson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bronski Beat,
Donald Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
8 Eyed Spy,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.