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 Spain and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 AZ to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
PIL,
Tears for Fears,
the Slits,
Beasts of Bourbon,
David Axelrod,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gap Band,
Barry Ungar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Hood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Shoche,
Hasil Adkins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Intrusion,
Fear,
Boz Scaggs,
Joensuu 1685,
Bad Manners,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Janne Schatter,
Anakelly,
Judy Mowatt,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Martian,
The Golliwogs,
Echospace,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Chrome,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott Heron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bauhaus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Angry Samoans,
Television,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
Panda Bear,
The Smiths,
Kurtis Blow,
Hashim,
Quantec,
Unwound,
The Misunderstood,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.