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 Bolivia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ornette Coleman to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane 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 grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Judy Mowatt,
Cluster,
Kas Product,
Youth Brigade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Junior Murvin,
Can,
E-Dancer,
Monolake,
The Cramps,
Liliput,
Schoolly D,
Make Up,
Groovy Waters,
Chris Corsano,
Nirvana,
Khruangbin,
Eddi Front,
Buzzcocks,
The Five Americans,
Aloha Tigers,
Scratch Acid,
The Fall,
Ten City,
Toni Rubio,
The Zeros,
Depeche Mode,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Erasure,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Skatalites,
DJ Sneak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Whodini,
Jerry's Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boz Scaggs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Simply Red,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Rapeman,
Amazonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
DJ Style,
The Slits,
Iggy Pop,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mark Hollis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fad Gadget,
Minnie Riperton,
Severed Heads,
Excepter,
Juan Atkins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.