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 Brazil and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Pole to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scott Walker,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül II,
10cc,
Ohio Players,
Yellowson,
Pere Ubu,
Rekid,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick Morgan,
Minor Threat,
Cameo,
Trumans Water,
Harmonia,
Colin Newman,
Black Pus,
The Neon Judgement,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eddi Front,
Carl Craig,
Sällskapet,
Skriet,
Interpol,
Stockholm Monsters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Con Funk Shun,
Yaz,
Maurizio,
Make Up,
Goldenarms,
Masters at Work,
The Invisible,
Oblivians,
The Gun Club,
Harry Pussy,
Hardrive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mary Jane Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Agitation Free,
The Residents,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry's Kids,
The Wake,
Matthew Halsall,
Matthew Bourne,
Michelle Simonal,
The Leaves,
Television,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Organ,
a-ha,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Von Mondo,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
Pulsallama,
Marine Girls,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.