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 Kenya 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marvin Gaye to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slits,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fall,
Lucky Dragons,
Ornette Coleman,
Derrick May,
The Cowsills,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lalann,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fugs,
The Searchers,
Surgeon,
Lee Hazlewood,
James White and The Blacks,
Skarface,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arthur Verocai,
Lakeside,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arcadia,
the Germs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fear,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Mars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Panda Bear,
Silicon Teens,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harmonia,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rakim,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
The Remains,
The Techniques,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Normal,
FM Einheit,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Saccharine Trust,
The Angels of Light,
Rod Modell,
Gang Starr,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.