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 Madagascar and from Halifax.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 grunge 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rapeman,
Pylon,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantytec,
Kayak,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rotary Connection,
Rekid,
the Germs,
Vainqueur,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sugar Minott,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultra Naté,
The Busters,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Misunderstood,
Mark Hollis,
Ornette Coleman,
Can,
Robert Hood,
The Standells,
Pere Ubu,
Au Pairs,
Funky Four + One,
The Gap Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fad Gadget,
Fatback Band,
Franke,
Bobby Womack,
The Monks,
Letta Mbulu,
Jawbox,
Gong,
Chris Corsano,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eurythmics,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Near,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Moon,
Wire,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Iggy Pop,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
Slick Rick,
MC5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Surgeon,
Charles Mingus,
Skarface,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.