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 Cape Verde and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Minutemen to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Graham Central Station,
Lyres,
Erasure,
Minny Pops,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
the Bar-Kays,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stiv Bators,
The Cramps,
Swans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kayak,
Todd Rundgren,
Harpers Bizarre,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lower 48,
Lucky Dragons,
Blake Baxter,
Gichy Dan,
Depeche Mode,
Swell Maps,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Evens,
Joe Smooth,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
Cameo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ten City,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Sherman,
Tim Buckley,
The Busters,
The Zeros,
Q and Not U,
Essential Logic,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Music Machine,
Black Pus,
FM Einheit,
Ornette Coleman,
Arcadia,
The Five Americans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moody Blues,
The Real Kids,
Blossom Toes,
Susan Cadogan,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxy Music,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scrapy,
Anakelly,
Kurtis Blow,
Albert Ayler,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.