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 Iceland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 Alice Coltrane 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
Second Layer,
The Modern Lovers,
Nico,
Skaos,
June Days,
The Black Dice,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eurythmics,
Subhumans,
Black Moon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiohead,
Barbara Tucker,
Banda Bassotti,
Organ,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Echospace,
Main Source,
Duran Duran,
Moby Grape,
JFA,
Dennis Brown,
Newcleus,
Trumans Water,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers,
Blossom Toes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Techniques,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DNA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Wyatt,
Aswad,
Lucky Dragons,
Guru Guru,
Model 500,
Zapp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Cale,
Sandy B,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dark Day,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.