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 Sri Lanka 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Joe Finger to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fat Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
H. Thieme,
Zapp,
Moss Icon,
The J.B.'s,
Neu!,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
Au Pairs,
Y Pants,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gong,
Deakin,
Agent Orange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Techniques,
Ten City,
Camouflage,
The Cure,
Black Moon,
The Fugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalann,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Babytalk,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Warsaw,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Terry,
The Beau Brummels,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boredoms,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
Urselle,
Scott Walker,
Hoover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Eurythmics,
June of 44,
Spandau Ballet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The New Christs,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.