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 Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Henry Cow to the rock 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Lakeside,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maurizio,
Gerry Rafferty,
Todd Rundgren,
Half Japanese,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jimmy McGriff,
D'Angelo,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
The Litter,
Gong,
Black Bananas,
Camouflage,
Circle Jerks,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
Robert Görl,
Whodini,
Barry Ungar,
Little Man,
Easy Going,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sällskapet,
10cc,
Wasted Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Divine Comedy,
The Evens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dark Day,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Selecter,
CMW,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
Slave,
Godley & Creme,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grauzone,
Hasil Adkins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Isaac Hayes,
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Misunderstood,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bang On A Can,
Bush Tetras,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.