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 Belarus and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Agent Orange to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flipper,
New Order,
Dawn Penn,
Bill Wells,
Sound Behaviour,
Symarip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Althea and Donna,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
John Holt,
Young Marble Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Archie Shepp,
The Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Byron Stingily,
Lalann,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sandy B,
The Electric Prunes,
Andrew Hill,
Skriet,
Don Cherry,
Oneida,
Suicide,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Names,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monolake,
Kaleidoscope,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Whodini,
Outsiders,
cv313,
Minny Pops,
Echospace,
John Foxx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delta 5,
OOIOO,
Parry Music,
Gong,
Gichy Dan,
Camouflage,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.