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 Bahamas and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Average White Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pussy Galore,
Circle Jerks,
Schoolly D,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Junior Murvin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kaleidoscope,
Agitation Free,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gap Band,
Sight & Sound,
Accadde A,
The Blues Magoos,
Grauzone,
The Knickerbockers,
Fluxion,
The Happenings,
X-102,
The Shadows of Knight,
Magazine,
Roxette,
the Slits,
Steve Hackett,
Jandek,
Yazoo,
Darondo,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultravox,
The Durutti Column,
10cc,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
China Crisis,
Scion,
Radiohead,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
Television,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smoke,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Hill,
Section 25,
E-Dancer,
Bad Manners,
Chris Corsano,
Symarip,
Ronan,
The Count Five,
Guru Guru,
DJ Style,
The Beau Brummels,
Harry Pussy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Desert Stars,
The Techniques,
Dual Sessions,
Arab on Radar,
Ponytail,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.