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 Armenia and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 This Heat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Easy Going,
MC5,
Aloha Tigers,
New Order,
Soulsonic Force,
Dead Boys,
Pole,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Young Marble Giants,
Basic Channel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dorothy Ashby,
Robert Görl,
The Golliwogs,
Cluster,
The Monochrome Set,
EPMD,
Spoonie Gee,
Kaleidoscope,
Half Japanese,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mad Mike,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marine Girls,
Jandek,
E-Dancer,
The Star Department,
Joyce Sims,
Lightning Bolt,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
Ten City,
Depeche Mode,
Nico,
Saccharine Trust,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crooked Eye,
Terry Callier,
Todd Rundgren,
Faust,
The Offenders,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
The Sonics,
The Residents,
Drexciya,
Masters at Work,
Bang On A Can,
Suicide,
Livin' Joy,
Altered Images,
Gabor Szabo,
John Foxx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.