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 Austria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Simply Red to the techno 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Shoche,
Section 25,
The Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
Stereo Dub,
John Foxx,
Bluetip,
Spandau Ballet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aaron Thompson,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monks,
Monolake,
Warsaw,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Prince Buster,
Second Layer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
MDC,
The Names,
ABBA,
Country Teasers,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxy Music,
The Gun Club,
Bronski Beat,
Kaleidoscope,
Fatback Band,
New Order,
kango's stein massive,
Newcleus,
Neil Young,
Johnny Clarke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Minutemen,
World's Most,
The Leaves,
Gang of Four,
Carl Craig,
Avey Tare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sight & Sound,
Q and Not U,
The Shadows of Knight,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.