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 India and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Tehran and Jakarta.
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 sitar 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 Colin Newman to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pagans,
June Days,
UT,
Juan Atkins,
Bronski Beat,
Fatback Band,
Fluxion,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Mantronix,
Black Moon,
Yazoo,
the Swans,
World's Most,
MDC,
Amazonics,
Mark Hollis,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag,
Tom Boy,
the Normal,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
Judy Mowatt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Byron Stingily,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Easy Going,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
Dennis Brown,
The Golliwogs,
Alison Limerick,
Angry Samoans,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fuzztones,
The United States of America,
Kerri Chandler,
Newcleus,
The Red Krayola,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Bananas,
The Last Poets,
The Neon Judgement,
The Misunderstood,
The Move,
Sun Ra,
The Moody Blues,
Deepchord,
X-101,
Severed Heads,
Cheater Slicks,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.