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 Syria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Panda Bear to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aswad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Siglo XX,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
Hasil Adkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dead Boys,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glenn Branca,
The Doors,
Lightning Bolt,
MC5,
The Moleskins,
the Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Last Poets,
The Durutti Column,
Cluster,
Model 500,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soft Cell,
The Martian,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scrapy,
Barry Ungar,
Don Cherry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Junior Murvin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Iggy Pop,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fugazi,
The Busters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Byrd,
Whodini,
Agitation Free,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yellowson,
Ohio Players,
Lungfish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxy Music,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smiths,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
Brick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
MDC,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.