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 Brazil and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Niagra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
The Raincoats,
Jeff Mills,
The Pop Group,
Todd Rundgren,
Suburban Knight,
Grauzone,
Section 25,
Gang Green,
Outsiders,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
Desert Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Ice-T,
Angry Samoans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Stiv Bators,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker,
Bob Dylan,
The Smoke,
Soulsonic Force,
The Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anakelly,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mo-Dettes,
Mad Mike,
The United States of America,
David Bowie,
Yaz,
Magazine,
Bronski Beat,
Erykah Badu,
Fluxion,
a-ha,
Harmonia,
The Real Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
L. Decosne,
The Blues Magoos,
Chris Corsano,
The Fugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
Stereo Dub,
Con Funk Shun,
Ornette Coleman,
Pere Ubu,
Minor Threat,
Hot Snakes,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.