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 Sudan and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Leaves to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Massinfluence,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp,
The Alarm Clocks,
R.M.O.,
The Mojo Men,
Alison Limerick,
Fat Boys,
Average White Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Knickerbockers,
AZ,
Susan Cadogan,
Guru Guru,
Ossler,
Laurel Aitken,
DNA,
Throbbing Gristle,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fear,
the Normal,
The Skatalites,
Vainqueur,
Los Fastidios,
L. Decosne,
Procol Harum,
The Associates,
Yazoo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Carl Craig,
David Bowie,
cv313,
Marcia Griffiths,
Icehouse,
JFA,
Robert Hood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Anthony Braxton,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Order,
Vladislav Delay,
The Selecter,
The Fuzztones,
Minny Pops,
The Pop Group,
Judy Mowatt,
Marmalade,
Cameo,
Babytalk,
China Crisis,
Hashim,
Henry Cow,
These Immortal Souls,
Jandek,
Sam Rivers,
The Index,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick May,
Pierre Henry,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.