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 Yemen and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Remains to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Crash Course in Science,
Stiv Bators,
Scrapy,
The Last Poets,
Letta Mbulu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sound Behaviour,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brand Nubian,
Altered Images,
Moss Icon,
Faust,
The Techniques,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare,
Inner City,
Bluetip,
Chris & Cosey,
Andrew Hill,
John Cale,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warren Ellis,
Yaz,
June of 44,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young,
Crispy Ambulance,
Model 500,
The Searchers,
The Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gap Band,
the Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
Anthony Braxton,
Mantronix,
The Human League,
Ponytail,
Jandek,
Black Sheep,
Max Romeo,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
The Monochrome Set,
Lucky Dragons,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
Main Source,
The Angels of Light,
Massinfluence,
Sonic Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
the Swans,
The Count Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.