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 Kenya and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 Amon Düül to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sandy B,
The Cramps,
CMW,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nils Olav,
Frankie Knuckles,
Funky Four + One,
Fad Gadget,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scientists,
The Last Poets,
DJ Sneak,
Josef K,
The Index,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slick Rick,
Silicon Teens,
Brand Nubian,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Archie Shepp,
The American Breed,
D'Angelo,
Hardrive,
F. McDonald,
Agitation Free,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stiv Bators,
Drexciya,
Parry Music,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Buckinghams,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Faraquet,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Barracudas,
The Durutti Column,
Andrew Hill,
Interpol,
Crooked Eye,
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
Smog,
Vladislav Delay,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ice-T,
Dual Sessions,
Piero Umiliani,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick May,
Infiniti,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.