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 Greece and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Susan Cadogan to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Lynne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ronnie Foster,
Subhumans,
Moby Grape,
Gang Gang Dance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wally Richardson,
Deakin,
Mad Mike,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Star Department,
Godley & Creme,
Japan,
Circle Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Fela Kuti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Adolescents,
The Evens,
JFA,
The Barracudas,
Guru Guru,
The Durutti Column,
X-Ray Spex,
Man Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Colin Newman,
David McCallum,
The Slits,
Stiv Bators,
Swans,
Crash Course in Science,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brand Nubian,
The Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gun Club,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Negative Approach,
Slick Rick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slave,
Jandek,
Groovy Waters,
Flash Fearless,
the Human League,
MDC,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.