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 Georgia and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Sam Rivers to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ten City,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
Unwound,
The Moody Blues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bad Manners,
Gerry Rafferty,
Isaac Hayes,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fela Kuti,
Davy DMX,
Fatback Band,
Quando Quango,
Trumans Water,
Dark Day,
Essential Logic,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Germs,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Wasted Youth,
Television,
The Toasters,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Knickerbockers,
Yazoo,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
The Moleskins,
Drexciya,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Barracudas,
Eurythmics,
Cybotron,
Franke,
The Real Kids,
The Slackers,
This Heat,
The Pretty Things,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Blackbyrds,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Smog,
Ultravox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.