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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Lakeside to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Sixth Finger,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
Derrick May,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Au Pairs,
Slick Rick,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stetsasonic,
Sugar Minott,
B.T. Express,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Residents,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fugs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonic Youth,
Arab on Radar,
Mark Hollis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter & Gordon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter and Kerry,
FM Einheit,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aswad,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Foxx,
Godley & Creme,
Sam Rivers,
Amazonics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Don Cherry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Offenders,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Mills,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
Ornette Coleman,
U.S. Maple,
Nils Olav,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monks,
the Normal,
Qualms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Babytalk,
Icehouse,
Maleditus Sound,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.