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 Jamaica and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Idris Muhammad to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Index,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Deadbeat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
kango's stein massive,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Lynne,
Stiv Bators,
Siglo XX,
Josef K,
Heaven 17,
Essential Logic,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
the Sonics,
Basic Channel,
Isaac Hayes,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Piero Umiliani,
Patti Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Al Stewart,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
Brand Nubian,
June of 44,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moss Icon,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
MC5,
Lindisfarne,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
The Human League,
The Barracudas,
F. McDonald,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Zero Boys,
Swans,
Amazonics,
Bluetip,
Pantaleimon,
Dead Boys,
UT,
Camberwell Now,
The American Breed,
The Kinks,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.