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 Palau and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lee Hazlewood to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Minutemen,
Visage,
Fugazi,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Bluetip,
Pole,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Schoolly D,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Porter Ricks,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Green,
Scan 7,
Bob Dylan,
Cymande,
Das Ding,
10cc,
Boredoms,
Kurtis Blow,
The Skatalites,
Audionom,
Arab on Radar,
Judy Mowatt,
Technova,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fugs,
Babytalk,
Unrelated Segments,
Index,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joyce Sims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anthony Braxton,
In Retrospect,
Cluster,
Harmonia,
Smog,
the Germs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lindisfarne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Agitation Free,
Henry Cow,
Absolute Body Control,
E-Dancer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Blake Baxter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lightning Bolt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.