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 Syria and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Swell Maps,
LL Cool J,
The Zeros,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Bob Dylan,
Kenny Larkin,
The Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Wally Richardson,
L. Decosne,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Supertramp,
Man Eating Sloth,
Japan,
The Monochrome Set,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The American Breed,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mark Hollis,
Panda Bear,
The Happenings,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aswad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Buckinghams,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Leaves,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
Bronski Beat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Offenders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Rekid,
June Days,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
Don Cherry,
Skarface,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
New Age Steppers,
The Barracudas,
Bush Tetras,
Junior Murvin,
Minutemen,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.