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 Armenia and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ronan to the techno 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
The Associates,
Jacques Brel,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fortunes,
Vladislav Delay,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
Scan 7,
Essential Logic,
The Velvet Underground,
Goldenarms,
The Fugs,
Altered Images,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick Morgan,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fire Engines,
The Sound,
Zapp,
The Wake,
Max Romeo,
Black Moon,
Liliput,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Duran Duran,
Black Sheep,
Organ,
The Vogues,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Dead C,
Metal Thangz,
X-102,
Sixth Finger,
The Doors,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Unwound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Outsiders,
Nirvana,
The Raincoats,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dead Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Funkadelic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Monks,
10cc,
AZ,
Delta 5,
The Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.