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 New Zealand and from New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '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 Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Al Stewart,
Kayak,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cheater Slicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bronski Beat,
Maleditus Sound,
Second Layer,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lightning Bolt,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Lou Christie,
Bad Manners,
Chris & Cosey,
Motorama,
Subhumans,
Brass Construction,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dead Boys,
The Smiths,
Average White Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Wake,
E-Dancer,
Pussy Galore,
Rosa Yemen,
Alison Limerick,
the Normal,
Von Mondo,
Blake Baxter,
Toni Rubio,
Warsaw,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
Darondo,
Graham Central Station,
CMW,
FM Einheit,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Bananas,
Index,
Kas Product,
Faraquet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Scan 7,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sight & Sound,
Cymande,
Deakin,
Anakelly,
Arcadia,
Smog,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.