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 Serbia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Holger Czukay 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 Funky Four + One to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
Colin Newman,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed,
Buzzcocks,
LL Cool J,
Alison Limerick,
Lightning Bolt,
Fatback Band,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kaleidoscope,
Lee Hazlewood,
Vladislav Delay,
Gastr Del Sol,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mo-Dettes,
The Slackers,
Sarah Menescal,
Tres Demented,
The Litter,
MC5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spoonie Gee,
The Remains,
Pulsallama,
Aaron Thompson,
The Seeds,
The Invisible,
Faraquet,
Neil Young,
Von Mondo,
One Last Wish,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
The J.B.'s,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
K-Klass,
Pierre Henry,
Fugazi,
The Moleskins,
Accadde A,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Icehouse,
DJ Sneak,
The Trojans,
Gang Green,
Patti Smith,
Gang Starr,
Sparks,
Andrew Hill,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.