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 Australia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cluster to the funk 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Little Man,
The Evens,
Interpol,
Vainqueur,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ponytail,
Porter Ricks,
Inner City,
Fat Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
Average White Band,
D'Angelo,
John Foxx,
Al Stewart,
David Bowie,
Main Source,
The Gladiators,
Ken Boothe,
Barry Ungar,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yaz,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Suicide,
Youth Brigade,
Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Yazoo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Connie Case,
Matthew Halsall,
Talk Talk,
Section 25,
Hardrive,
The Dead C,
Minny Pops,
The Gories,
Blake Baxter,
Radiohead,
Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Patti Smith,
Von Mondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Underground Resistance,
Negative Approach,
10cc,
Man Parrish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Matthew Bourne,
Deadbeat,
Peter & Gordon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Golliwogs,
Severed Heads,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.