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 Vietnam and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 10cc to the funk 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
The Mummies,
Cal Tjader,
Desert Stars,
Niagra,
Con Funk Shun,
Cameo,
Smog,
The Dirtbombs,
The Gladiators,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
Surgeon,
Maurizio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Qualms,
Kas Product,
Rapeman,
Reagan Youth,
Max Romeo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
Leonard Cohen,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
The Neon Judgement,
Rod Modell,
Jawbox,
Susan Cadogan,
Livin' Joy,
Iggy Pop,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Popol Vuh,
Gong,
The Gories,
the Association,
The Red Krayola,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
Ohio Players,
The Stooges,
The Happenings,
Barry Ungar,
Gichy Dan,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Panda Bear,
The Five Americans,
Lower 48,
Radiohead,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Byron Stingily,
Bush Tetras,
The Grass Roots,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Clear Light,
Johnny Clarke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.