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 Singapore and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 cv313 to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Golliwogs,
Spoonie Gee,
David Axelrod,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Shuggie Otis,
Joy Division,
Cecil Taylor,
The Human League,
Blossom Toes,
Sam Rivers,
Simply Red,
cv313,
Curtis Mayfield,
Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hashim,
Interpol,
Lucky Dragons,
Iggy Pop,
Sex Pistols,
Max Romeo,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quando Quango,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Last Poets,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scrapy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Cybotron,
Radio Birdman,
Von Mondo,
Swans,
Cal Tjader,
The Grass Roots,
Faust,
Jacques Brel,
Faraquet,
Basic Channel,
The Dead C,
Sugar Minott,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Doobie Brothers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Lydon,
Duran Duran,
The Black Dice,
Intrusion,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.