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 Tonga and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sonics to the techno 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Walker Brothers,
the Sonics,
Donald Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Josef K,
Yazoo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Shuggie Otis,
Scrapy,
Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Althea and Donna,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Clarke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
June of 44,
Gabor Szabo,
The Birthday Party,
Wasted Youth,
Derrick May,
The Cowsills,
Marmalade,
The Happenings,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Shoche,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brothers Johnson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
E-Dancer,
Bang On A Can,
Fort Wilson Riot,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Cale,
ABBA,
Susan Cadogan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jacob Miller,
Boz Scaggs,
Half Japanese,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Letta Mbulu,
Reagan Youth,
Wally Richardson,
FM Einheit,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Audionom,
Drexciya,
Aloha Tigers,
The Moleskins,
Rites of Spring,
Radiohead,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.