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 Ghana and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Lightning Bolt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Lindisfarne,
Porter Ricks,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Suicide,
Cymande,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
Funkadelic,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nik Kershaw,
The Buckinghams,
Jandek,
Anakelly,
The Searchers,
The Last Poets,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rakim,
Sam Rivers,
Scratch Acid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Motions,
Crash Course in Science,
The Martian,
The Trojans,
David Bowie,
the Swans,
Lou Christie,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Y Pants,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Rundgren,
Royal Trux,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Interpol,
The Tremeloes,
X-101,
Sällskapet,
Kerri Chandler,
The Real Kids,
Livin' Joy,
The Gap Band,
Hot Snakes,
Gang of Four,
Unwound,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Pylon,
Pantaleimon,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.