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 Mauritius and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Coltrane to the rap 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
The Young Rascals,
Peter & Gordon,
Scion,
John Foxx,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
DJ Style,
Mr. Review,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eve St. Jones,
John Lydon,
Niagra,
David Bowie,
Neil Young,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Newcleus,
The Saints,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Scrapy,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight,
Bronski Beat,
DJ Sneak,
Hashim,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brand Nubian,
Saccharine Trust,
Theoretical Girls,
Khruangbin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Matthew Halsall,
Stetsasonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantaleimon,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terry Callier,
Deepchord,
Soft Machine,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Byron Stingily,
Derrick Morgan,
Eurythmics,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.