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 Swaziland and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
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 Tom Verlaine 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 Alison Limerick 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
The Walker Brothers,
Quadrant,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ponytail,
Roxy Music,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Moon,
Eric Dolphy,
Moebius,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Normal,
Black Bananas,
Section 25,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faust,
Crooked Eye,
Juan Atkins,
Deadbeat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Surgeon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The American Breed,
Henry Cow,
The Gladiators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pere Ubu,
Blossom Toes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Golliwogs,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q65,
The Invisible,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Curtis Mayfield,
Can,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James White and The Blacks,
Johnny Clarke,
Arab on Radar,
Sixth Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Scratch Acid,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Holt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pantaleimon,
Lyres,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.