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 Senegal 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Soul Sonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Erykah Badu,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lungfish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Isaac Hayes,
Infiniti,
Sällskapet,
Pylon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
Banda Bassotti,
Fad Gadget,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Darondo,
The Motions,
Young Marble Giants,
Yaz,
The Red Krayola,
Junior Murvin,
Angry Samoans,
Monks,
Wally Richardson,
Symarip,
Sun Ra,
Tom Boy,
LL Cool J,
The Zeros,
Jesper Dahlback,
Basic Channel,
Bang On A Can,
Boredoms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Neon Judgement,
Mission of Burma,
Dennis Brown,
Archie Shepp,
Television Personalities,
Johnny Clarke,
Idris Muhammad,
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Gories,
Iggy Pop,
Ice-T,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultra Naté,
the Bar-Kays,
Eli Mardock,
Hashim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Parry Music,
The Standells,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Blackbyrds,
Loose Ends,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.