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 Nauru and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minutemen to the crunk 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Juan Atkins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Dirtbombs,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
Delta 5,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Eurythmics,
Mission of Burma,
John Foxx,
World's Most,
Rotary Connection,
cv313,
Liliput,
The Divine Comedy,
Inner City,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
A Certain Ratio,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
Spoonie Gee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
China Crisis,
Soul II Soul,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yazoo,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Icehouse,
Mo-Dettes,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
The Gladiators,
Reuben Wilson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
a-ha,
Newcleus,
Sonny Sharrock,
AZ,
The Sound,
Sällskapet,
Archie Shepp,
Saccharine Trust,
Tom Boy,
Half Japanese,
Gang Starr,
Mr. Review,
Ten City,
Model 500,
Circle Jerks,
The Toasters,
The Stooges,
Minor Threat,
Pole,
Motorama,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.