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 Kosovo and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Charles Mingus,
The Grass Roots,
The Barracudas,
FM Einheit,
The Techniques,
Bluetip,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ludus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arcadia,
Brand Nubian,
Black Bananas,
Dual Sessions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Todd Rundgren,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skarface,
Wolf Eyes,
Shuggie Otis,
Traffic Nightmare,
L. Decosne,
The Gap Band,
The Human League,
Don Cherry,
Swell Maps,
Funky Four + One,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
Sandy B,
Index,
The Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Camberwell Now,
Thompson Twins,
Sam Rivers,
Ornette Coleman,
Pulsallama,
The Smiths,
Royal Trux,
Deadbeat,
Visage,
Rites of Spring,
Motorama,
Hot Snakes,
Harmonia,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Morten Harket,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Buckinghams,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skaos,
Slick Rick,
Swans,
KRS-One,
The Vogues,
Fatback Band,
Guru Guru,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.