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 Serbia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Alton Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
John Lydon,
Minutemen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Con Funk Shun,
June of 44,
Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Human League,
Mars,
MC5,
Funky Four + One,
The Black Dice,
Robert Görl,
Deadbeat,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
Fat Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cure,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
James White and The Blacks,
Kas Product,
Joyce Sims,
Joey Negro,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brass Construction,
Lyres,
Flash Fearless,
Hasil Adkins,
Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Scientists,
Unwound,
Bang On A Can,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
Vladislav Delay,
Royal Trux,
John Foxx,
Wire,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dead Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.