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 Gambia and from Johannesburg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Little Man to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swans,
Soul II Soul,
Eli Mardock,
Albert Ayler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
The Skatalites,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Grauzone,
Laurel Aitken,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Easy Going,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Maurizio,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tubeway Army,
Pagans,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
The Saints,
The Alarm Clocks,
LL Cool J,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Colin Newman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Happenings,
Magazine,
The Velvet Underground,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gong,
The Durutti Column,
Reuben Wilson,
EPMD,
The Litter,
Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
Nas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gap Band,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Symarip,
Isaac Hayes,
The Leaves,
Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Martian,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.