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 Sudan and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Lou Reed 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 a-ha to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Althea and Donna,
Cameo,
Matthew Bourne,
EPMD,
Reagan Youth,
Bauhaus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minutemen,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Moon,
Lalann,
The Moody Blues,
Idris Muhammad,
Con Funk Shun,
Pierre Henry,
Archie Shepp,
Alphaville,
Franke,
Black Pus,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
Cybotron,
These Immortal Souls,
Smog,
Interpol,
Swell Maps,
Graham Central Station,
The Offenders,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Sandy B,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anthony Braxton,
Hardrive,
Brothers Johnson,
Second Layer,
Mantronix,
Deadbeat,
Aaron Thompson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tommy Roe,
Royal Trux,
Nico,
Jeff Mills,
Pere Ubu,
Half Japanese,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wire,
The Fuzztones,
Max Romeo,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.