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 Senegal and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Tommy Roe,
Eve St. Jones,
Schoolly D,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The New Christs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Inner City,
John Lydon,
Archie Shepp,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Agitation Free,
Crash Course in Science,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alton Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
The Associates,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Machine,
LL Cool J,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
U.S. Maple,
FM Einheit,
Fluxion,
Nirvana,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Smoke,
The Moody Blues,
X-101,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yazoo,
Eurythmics,
Ohio Players,
Amazonics,
Minny Pops,
Minor Threat,
Black Pus,
the Slits,
Lou Christie,
Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
Rufus Thomas,
Cymande,
The Gories,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bill Wells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oneida,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
10cc,
Talk Talk,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.