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 Israel and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
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 linndrum 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blake Baxter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quando Quango,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantaleimon,
Black Moon,
Mantronix,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Victims,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Khruangbin,
Cluster,
The Leaves,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soft Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pantytec,
The Skatalites,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
Jeff Mills,
Aaron Thompson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Womack,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mo-Dettes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Walker Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
James White and The Blacks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Infiniti,
the Fania All-Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Man Eating Sloth,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Enemy,
The Gladiators,
Youth Brigade,
Panda Bear,
The Misunderstood,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Oneida,
Radiopuhelimet,
Guru Guru,
Nils Olav,
Au Pairs,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.