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 Namibia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Deadbeat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Moby Grape,
Scientists,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
Quantec,
Mary Jane Girls,
Josef K,
Barrington Levy,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terry Callier,
Erasure,
Absolute Body Control,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anakelly,
Organ,
Rosa Yemen,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Reagan Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Archie Shepp,
Eddi Front,
Panda Bear,
Leonard Cohen,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gories,
Section 25,
Television Personalities,
Dual Sessions,
the Germs,
Howard Jones,
Newcleus,
Amon Düül,
Au Pairs,
Toni Rubio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Foxx,
X-Ray Spex,
The Misunderstood,
The Shadows of Knight,
Qualms,
Max Romeo,
OOIOO,
Angry Samoans,
Swans,
Outsiders,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang On A Can,
Public Enemy,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mummies,
Blancmange,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.