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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Oblivians,
The Count Five,
Slave,
Amazonics,
Yaz,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül II,
New Order,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thompson Twins,
The Music Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Half Japanese,
Popol Vuh,
Grey Daturas,
The Zeros,
The Fall,
Avey Tare,
MDC,
Warren Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tim Buckley,
Accadde A,
Radiohead,
Angry Samoans,
Average White Band,
Erasure,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
10cc,
Joe Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
Moby Grape,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Monochrome Set,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sparks,
Buzzcocks,
Steve Hackett,
The Litter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crash Course in Science,
Ken Boothe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Khruangbin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Young Marble Giants,
Youth Brigade,
Bauhaus,
Bill Near,
EPMD,
Minutemen,
Black Flag,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.