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 Niger and from London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Last Poets to the grunge 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Altered Images,
Eurythmics,
Lower 48,
Gang Green,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cecil Taylor,
Interpol,
Sonic Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
The Zeros,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alphaville,
The Count Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Lucky Dragons,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
Fatback Band,
Mission of Burma,
Black Flag,
Sex Pistols,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Cale,
JFA,
Sixth Finger,
Symarip,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Golliwogs,
Swans,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
The Beau Brummels,
UT,
Camberwell Now,
Blake Baxter,
Ohio Players,
The Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
Warren Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
Aural Exciters,
Ice-T,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.