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 Armenia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 Aswad to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fugazi,
Amon Düül II,
Pantytec,
The Move,
The Gories,
Banda Bassotti,
Max Romeo,
Bill Near,
Ossler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Foxx,
James White and The Blacks,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L.,
Unwound,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mummies,
David Axelrod,
La Düsseldorf,
Talk Talk,
Scientists,
Thee Headcoats,
Thompson Twins,
Prince Buster,
Gang Green,
Mo-Dettes,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerri Chandler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Red Krayola,
Black Sheep,
the Sonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
Malaria!,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MDC,
Babytalk,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Avey Tare,
the Soft Cell,
Eurythmics,
The Fugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Bush Tetras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.