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 Kenya and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Holger Czukay 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 The Birthday Party to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
The Wake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Oneida,
LL Cool J,
Parry Music,
a-ha,
Barrington Levy,
Von Mondo,
Fatback Band,
Robert Hood,
Lungfish,
Flipper,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
Avey Tare,
Black Bananas,
Lou Christie,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Faraquet,
Rosa Yemen,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Panda Bear,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Franke,
Main Source,
Anakelly,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
X-Ray Spex,
Con Funk Shun,
Cameo,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Clarke,
Intrusion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cramps,
Tubeway Army,
X-102,
Yaz,
Cal Tjader,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doors,
Quantec,
Television Personalities,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
the Germs,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.