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 Zimbabwe and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
Moss Icon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
Johnny Clarke,
Section 25,
Audionom,
The Mojo Men,
Marine Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Ornette Coleman,
Aaron Thompson,
Joyce Sims,
Blancmange,
Gong,
Faraquet,
Dorothy Ashby,
AZ,
Eddi Front,
The Detroit Cobras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MDC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flash Fearless,
K-Klass,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Delta 5,
H. Thieme,
Suburban Knight,
Hasil Adkins,
Hardrive,
Siglo XX,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brass Construction,
Scion,
Pierre Henry,
Hashim,
Basic Channel,
Eden Ahbez,
Crooked Eye,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bluetip,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter and Kerry,
Skriet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Outsiders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pylon,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lee Hazlewood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Happenings,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nico,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.