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 Kiribati and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Underground Resistance to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Camberwell Now,
Cymande,
Eric Copeland,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Franke,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
Lungfish,
The Associates,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-102,
Bill Near,
Grey Daturas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
James White and The Blacks,
The Remains,
Bobby Sherman,
Lakeside,
Aswad,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Von Mondo,
Nas,
Intrusion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Los Fastidios,
Ice-T,
Pulsallama,
kango's stein massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gun Club,
Lalann,
Main Source,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fugazi,
Sixth Finger,
Ken Boothe,
Television,
Rosa Yemen,
Mark Hollis,
Alphaville,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Black Dice,
Subhumans,
Vainqueur,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Standells,
Quadrant,
Silicon Teens,
Toni Rubio,
Grauzone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Skatalites,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
June of 44,
Ornette Coleman,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.