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 Uruguay and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet 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 Zeros 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Fugazi,
X-101,
Darondo,
The Associates,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Quando Quango,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fluxion,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker,
Patti Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
Stereo Dub,
Tubeway Army,
Chris & Cosey,
Malaria!,
Unwound,
Sam Rivers,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Slave,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The American Breed,
The Young Rascals,
Laurel Aitken,
Audionom,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Move,
Jeff Lynne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers,
Simply Red,
Vainqueur,
The Litter,
Brand Nubian,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.