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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pantaleimon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Byron Stingily,
Neu!,
kango's stein massive,
Eddi Front,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Stooges,
Desert Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Y Pants,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-Ray Spex,
The Techniques,
The Fortunes,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Danielle Patucci,
Slave,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chris & Cosey,
Bauhaus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
Lakeside,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Infiniti,
The Birthday Party,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smiths,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar,
Thee Headcoats,
Mr. Review,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visage,
10cc,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pole,
Bad Manners,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
Easy Going,
Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
Whodini,
Sam Rivers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cybotron,
These Immortal Souls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Slits,
K-Klass,
the Human League,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.