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 Mozambique and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Scrapy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Organ,
Lalann,
The Cure,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Urselle,
The Residents,
Sonic Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Alice Coltrane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minutemen,
Rakim,
Monolake,
Pylon,
Barbara Tucker,
Stiv Bators,
Bob Dylan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stereo Dub,
X-101,
Patti Smith,
The Dead C,
Dorothy Ashby,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker,
The American Breed,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visage,
Tim Buckley,
Quadrant,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scan 7,
Warren Ellis,
Lower 48,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Little Man,
Roger Hodgson,
Arthur Verocai,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eli Mardock,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
Ronnie Foster,
Tubeway Army,
Average White Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultra Naté,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aswad,
The Evens,
Minny Pops,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.