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 Ireland and from Lyon.
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 Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Ornette Coleman,
Pere Ubu,
Model 500,
Robert Wyatt,
Little Man,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Panda Bear,
Prince Buster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Görl,
Toni Rubio,
The Vogues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Fat Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Vainqueur,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fall,
Terry Callier,
The Fuzztones,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
New York Dolls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visage,
Glenn Branca,
Rekid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Stereo Dub,
The Slackers,
Peter & Gordon,
John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Slick Rick,
Motorama,
Moebius,
Aswad,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Pretty Things,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chrome,
Eve St. Jones,
Dawn Penn,
H. Thieme,
Tom Boy,
The Buckinghams,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.