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 Zambia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 PIL to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Visage,
Tubeway Army,
Main Source,
Lou Christie,
Magma,
Cymande,
Loose Ends,
Livin' Joy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slackers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stiv Bators,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
kango's stein massive,
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Buzzcocks,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Second Layer,
L. Decosne,
Ituana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stereo Dub,
The Golliwogs,
Saccharine Trust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pulsallama,
Sixth Finger,
Iggy Pop,
Animal Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Au Pairs,
Cluster,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kurtis Blow,
Audionom,
Bronski Beat,
Con Funk Shun,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Associates,
Arcadia,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Index,
Icehouse,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.