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 Ireland and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Pere Ubu to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Barrington Levy,
Vainqueur,
A Certain Ratio,
Colin Newman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sarah Menescal,
Tim Buckley,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crime,
The Cure,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dave Gahan,
Arab on Radar,
the Bar-Kays,
Outsiders,
Pagans,
Freddie Wadling,
Sugar Minott,
Erasure,
OOIOO,
Agitation Free,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Robert Görl,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lungfish,
The American Breed,
Danielle Patucci,
Darondo,
the Slits,
John Cale,
Intrusion,
Royal Trux,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultravox,
Jacob Miller,
Lightning Bolt,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Move,
Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Saints,
Swans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fad Gadget,
Roger Hodgson,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
Liliput,
The Zeros,
Eddi Front,
Ponytail,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fuzztones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.