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 Bahamas and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 KRS-One 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacob Miller,
Ice-T,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Holt,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barry Ungar,
Joe Smooth,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Slackers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terry Callier,
The Motions,
Stiv Bators,
Hoover,
The Golliwogs,
Ronnie Foster,
Tubeway Army,
Boredoms,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
Fluxion,
the Germs,
Sound Behaviour,
Mary Jane Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Brothers Johnson,
Liliput,
Minnie Riperton,
Wasted Youth,
Rapeman,
Bluetip,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shoche,
Neil Young,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
Drexciya,
Laurel Aitken,
Visage,
Magazine,
Bobby Womack,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
Robert Hood,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
Mantronix,
The Selecter,
Wings,
Donny Hathaway,
Deadbeat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.