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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 the Normal to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Basic Channel,
Eurythmics,
Vladislav Delay,
Arcadia,
The Associates,
Aural Exciters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sound Behaviour,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zapp,
Terry Callier,
The Dead C,
The Barracudas,
Faraquet,
The Gories,
Ituana,
Alphaville,
Bobby Byrd,
Malaria!,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rekid,
Cecil Taylor,
Moby Grape,
The Skatalites,
Simply Red,
Archie Shepp,
Drexciya,
Black Flag,
Saccharine Trust,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fear,
Patti Smith,
R.M.O.,
The United States of America,
Talk Talk,
Easy Going,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Sheep,
Letta Mbulu,
Blake Baxter,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül,
Hasil Adkins,
The Evens,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker,
The Techniques,
Jeff Lynne,
The Detroit Cobras,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.