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 Yemen and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pagans to the jazz 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Davy DMX,
Roxy Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Clarke,
Metal Thangz,
Hasil Adkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rapeman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Livin' Joy,
Deakin,
Icehouse,
Barbara Tucker,
The Names,
Stiv Bators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mars,
Ludus,
Negative Approach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
the Normal,
Oblivians,
Moebius,
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
Piero Umiliani,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Unwound,
John Lydon,
Duran Duran,
Yaz,
Theoretical Girls,
MDC,
Pere Ubu,
Godley & Creme,
Au Pairs,
Crash Course in Science,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Massinfluence,
The Slackers,
Pantytec,
Mad Mike,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sam Rivers,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.