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 Iceland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
PIL,
Agent Orange,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiohead,
Stockholm Monsters,
Animal Collective,
Technova,
Motorama,
In Retrospect,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mantronix,
Deakin,
B.T. Express,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blackbyrds,
the Association,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
Juan Atkins,
Zero Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Godley & Creme,
Oneida,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
Spoonie Gee,
Nico,
Letta Mbulu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Erykah Badu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sparks,
The Barracudas,
Flipper,
Minny Pops,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Dirtbombs,
Altered Images,
Idris Muhammad,
Reuben Wilson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Piero Umiliani,
The Victims,
The Walker Brothers,
T. Rex,
Tubeway Army,
The Cramps,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Black Dice,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Womack,
Don Cherry,
The Happenings,
The Smoke,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.