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 Tuvalu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 The Modern Lovers to the crunk 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
OOIOO,
Whodini,
Aswad,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Holt,
Funky Four + One,
Hashim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Icehouse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Finger,
Unrelated Segments,
Easy Going,
Eddi Front,
Darondo,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Donald Byrd,
Tomorrow,
U.S. Maple,
Jacques Brel,
The Black Dice,
Arthur Verocai,
a-ha,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Toasters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Neon Judgement,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The New Christs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crash Course in Science,
Don Cherry,
Barrington Levy,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Flag,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Womack,
Basic Channel,
Henry Cow,
Supertramp,
Roxette,
Althea and Donna,
Harry Pussy,
Circle Jerks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris Corsano,
Pole,
Nas,
Yaz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.