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 Peru and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Siglo XX to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Supertramp,
Barbara Tucker,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Patti Smith,
Roxy Music,
Cybotron,
Yaz,
Monolake,
Fluxion,
Cal Tjader,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Terry Callier,
Audionom,
Stetsasonic,
New Order,
Mo-Dettes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Siglo XX,
The Gap Band,
John Foxx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Simply Red,
Black Pus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
MDC,
Charles Mingus,
Piero Umiliani,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quadrant,
Flash Fearless,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Beau Brummels,
Jawbox,
Khruangbin,
Nik Kershaw,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
Arab on Radar,
The Divine Comedy,
Roy Ayers,
Malaria!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
The Martian,
Matthew Halsall,
Archie Shepp,
John Coltrane,
KRS-One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Sight & Sound,
Niagra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.