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 Romania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dawn Penn to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cybotron,
Model 500,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
L. Decosne,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Ice-T,
Basic Channel,
Silicon Teens,
Quando Quango,
X-101,
Glenn Branca,
Rapeman,
Desert Stars,
Fugazi,
The Red Krayola,
X-Ray Spex,
The Barracudas,
Radiohead,
the Association,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
David McCallum,
Ronnie Foster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Schoolly D,
Gang of Four,
Unwound,
Henry Cow,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mars,
Au Pairs,
CMW,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gladiators,
These Immortal Souls,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Mad Mike,
Ludus,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
The Mojo Men,
Sparks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alice Coltrane,
Subhumans,
Sex Pistols,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Ralphi Rosario,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gun Club,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.