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 Malaysia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Johnny Clarke to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
Don Cherry,
Anakelly,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
This Heat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chrome,
Lyres,
The Gladiators,
Pere Ubu,
John Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Scratch Acid,
Mad Mike,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-101,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bob Dylan,
Skriet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Rotary Connection,
Crime,
Faust,
Moby Grape,
Joy Division,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Liliput,
The Star Department,
Youth Brigade,
Prince Buster,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry's Kids,
Wasted Youth,
Jeff Lynne,
Malaria!,
Pylon,
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
Roxette,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Peter & Gordon,
Bad Manners,
Outsiders,
Subhumans,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Seeds,
Urselle,
Faraquet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Japan,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.