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 Thailand and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minor Threat to the electroclash 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New York Dolls,
Sixth Finger,
Trumans Water,
X-Ray Spex,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Jawbox,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
Howard Jones,
The Slackers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fluxion,
the Swans,
Juan Atkins,
Maurizio,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Barracudas,
Scan 7,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thompson Twins,
Mandrill,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kas Product,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sound Behaviour,
David Axelrod,
The Names,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ohio Players,
Ten City,
the Normal,
The Young Rascals,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Martian,
Bauhaus,
Blossom Toes,
Yaz,
The Beau Brummels,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tom Boy,
The Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Idris Muhammad,
Section 25,
Con Funk Shun,
Rhythm & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Anthony Braxton,
Eden Ahbez,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.