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 Kazakhstan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Janne Schatter to the techno 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
The United States of America,
K-Klass,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Happenings,
Minny Pops,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Moon,
Cal Tjader,
Harmonia,
The Barracudas,
Deadbeat,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalann,
Babytalk,
The Seeds,
Arcadia,
Connie Case,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Heaven 17,
Camouflage,
Parry Music,
Piero Umiliani,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nik Kershaw,
Skaos,
Swell Maps,
Moby Grape,
Harry Pussy,
Archie Shepp,
Rites of Spring,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
Mo-Dettes,
Pylon,
LL Cool J,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Albert Ayler,
Eric Copeland,
Howard Jones,
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The Techniques,
The Fortunes,
Angry Samoans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lakeside,
Amon Düül II,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Wyatt,
Rosa Yemen,
The Monochrome Set,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Flag,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yaz,
The Golliwogs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.