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 Korea South and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
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 sitar 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 Hasil Adkins to the grime 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
CMW,
K-Klass,
Little Man,
Nico,
Suburban Knight,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
Lower 48,
Delta 5,
Gang Green,
Grey Daturas,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun Ra,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alison Limerick,
Essential Logic,
Girls At Our Best!,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Michelle Simonal,
Kaleidoscope,
Cymande,
Intrusion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Iggy Pop,
Monolake,
Yaz,
Matthew Halsall,
Rotary Connection,
Pole,
Skriet,
Faraquet,
Fluxion,
John Coltrane,
Organ,
Unwound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Grass Roots,
Fela Kuti,
cv313,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Angels of Light,
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
Moss Icon,
The Dead C,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultra Naté,
Flipper,
Surgeon,
Crooked Eye,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q and Not U,
Whodini,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.