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 Ireland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
One Last Wish,
Loose Ends,
Lalann,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crime,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy Collins,
Schoolly D,
Gang Starr,
Aloha Tigers,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Organ,
Pylon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rotary Connection,
Ossler,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Saints,
Letta Mbulu,
Alice Coltrane,
The Human League,
Adolescents,
Gerry Rafferty,
Connie Case,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Al Stewart,
Albert Ayler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ice-T,
Chris Corsano,
Pantaleimon,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Eden Ahbez,
Bluetip,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Minny Pops,
Bang On A Can,
Soft Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Sixth Finger,
Prince Buster,
Ohio Players,
Porter Ricks,
The Sound,
John Foxx,
PIL,
Dennis Brown,
Ronan,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jandek,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.