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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jawbox to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Offenders,
Public Enemy,
The Knickerbockers,
Ice-T,
Tears for Fears,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
Los Fastidios,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
The Monochrome Set,
X-Ray Spex,
Terry Callier,
Warren Ellis,
Camouflage,
Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Womack,
D'Angelo,
The Buckinghams,
Fela Kuti,
The American Breed,
Subhumans,
Barry Ungar,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
KRS-One,
Excepter,
Japan,
Lou Reed,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cramps,
Danielle Patucci,
Rekid,
Slave,
Ronnie Foster,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
Shuggie Otis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radio Birdman,
Marvin Gaye,
Soulsonic Force,
Alphaville,
Oblivians,
One Last Wish,
The United States of America,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Human League,
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Joe Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Albert Ayler,
Roy Ayers,
Connie Case,
The Martian,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
H. Thieme,
Sound Behaviour,
Letta Mbulu,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.