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 Grenada and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Parry Music to the electroclash 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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?
Camouflage,
Fela Kuti,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Country Teasers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris & Cosey,
The Remains,
Bauhaus,
The Last Poets,
One Last Wish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pretty Things,
Drexciya,
Wally Richardson,
Black Pus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Association,
The Neon Judgement,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fugs,
Fear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Smoke,
The Move,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
Ronan,
Arthur Verocai,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
Lindisfarne,
Thompson Twins,
Crime,
Monolake,
MDC,
The Blackbyrds,
Oblivians,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grauzone,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
Sam Rivers,
Infiniti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stereo Dub,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.