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 Norway and from Jakarta.
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 Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Flag 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Eric Copeland,
The Gladiators,
The Mummies,
The Trojans,
Flipper,
Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fluxion,
Bobby Womack,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Hutcherson,
FM Einheit,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rotary Connection,
Half Japanese,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fugs,
Can,
Nas,
The United States of America,
Rakim,
K-Klass,
Derrick May,
DNA,
Siglo XX,
Nico,
The Move,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scion,
The Music Machine,
Intrusion,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
Wolf Eyes,
Severed Heads,
Eric Dolphy,
PIL,
Interpol,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Fraelich,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Youth Brigade,
The American Breed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wally Richardson,
Deakin,
Cymande,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.