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 Ethiopia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 The Gap Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Pussy Galore,
The Fugs,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Enemy,
Underground Resistance,
Das Ding,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Aaron Thompson,
Gichy Dan,
Stiv Bators,
The Skatalites,
Janne Schatter,
Radio Birdman,
Absolute Body Control,
Symarip,
Rotary Connection,
PIL,
Arthur Verocai,
Man Eating Sloth,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Pus,
Young Marble Giants,
Cecil Taylor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Terry,
Excepter,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blackbyrds,
Crash Course in Science,
The Vogues,
Flash Fearless,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nik Kershaw,
R.M.O.,
Alton Ellis,
Fad Gadget,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scion,
Bush Tetras,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.