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 Israel and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rock 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fela Kuti,
Soft Machine,
Rosa Yemen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Clarke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sonics,
Gang Starr,
Popol Vuh,
Mars,
Brass Construction,
Prince Buster,
Procol Harum,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Ten City,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Donald Byrd,
Joey Negro,
Piero Umiliani,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
kango's stein massive,
In Retrospect,
Second Layer,
Bad Manners,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Altered Images,
Oblivians,
48th St. Collective,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Accadde A,
David McCallum,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dark Day,
Oneida,
Deadbeat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blancmange,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
The Real Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ludus,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skaos,
Marvin Gaye,
Blossom Toes,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.