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 Gabon and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Guru Guru to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy 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?
Television,
Gang of Four,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
Terry Callier,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fortunes,
Sixth Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Brass Construction,
Sonic Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
John Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
Mary Jane Girls,
Little Man,
Icehouse,
The Selecter,
Essential Logic,
Rufus Thomas,
Von Mondo,
Pylon,
The Grass Roots,
Graham Central Station,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Enemy,
The Remains,
Scrapy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Royal Trux,
Magazine,
Y Pants,
Robert Görl,
Sällskapet,
Sun City Girls,
Darondo,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
Iggy Pop,
Gong,
David Bowie,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bob Dylan,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Cale,
David McCallum,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.