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 Macedonia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 The Smiths to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cymande,
Drive Like Jehu,
David McCallum,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roxette,
Sound Behaviour,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rekid,
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
The Remains,
Severed Heads,
Magazine,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Terry,
Radiohead,
FM Einheit,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Sixth Finger,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Near,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Leaves,
Index,
Cal Tjader,
Lyres,
Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Motions,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Lydon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Absolute Body Control,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Davy DMX,
John Holt,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fall,
Magma,
The Move,
Funkadelic,
Ultra Naté,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.