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 Libya and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Blackbyrds to the disco 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Green,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fear,
Organ,
Sight & Sound,
B.T. Express,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alison Limerick,
Mantronix,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Neil Young,
Iggy Pop,
Yellowson,
DJ Style,
Faraquet,
A Certain Ratio,
David Bowie,
Deadbeat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sister Nancy,
Suicide,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Terry,
Underground Resistance,
Skriet,
Tres Demented,
Cymande,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David McCallum,
Rites of Spring,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter and Kerry,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Star Department,
Big Daddy Kane,
Von Mondo,
Eve St. Jones,
Groovy Waters,
Accadde A,
Gichy Dan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scrapy,
Soft Machine,
Mission of Burma,
Television,
The Fugs,
ABBA,
The Doors,
Darondo,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Todd Rundgren,
Audionom,
Ludus,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.