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 Kenya and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Icehouse,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacques Brel,
Monolake,
Mantronix,
Easy Going,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Spoonie Gee,
Roger Hodgson,
Judy Mowatt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Kinks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Evens,
the Association,
Organ,
The Selecter,
Eve St. Jones,
Warren Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jimmy McGriff,
Negative Approach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
the Swans,
Pussy Galore,
Drive Like Jehu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Schoolly D,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cal Tjader,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q65,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cramps,
Shoche,
The Barracudas,
Maurizio,
Ken Boothe,
Interpol,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
E-Dancer,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maleditus Sound,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.