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 Libya and from Cairo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Faraquet to the jazz 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Yusef Lateef,
Maurizio,
The Cowsills,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Flag,
The Vogues,
The Birthday Party,
Deepchord,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Pylon,
Bobby Sherman,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Real Kids,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Foxx,
Visage,
Moss Icon,
Kenny Larkin,
Suicide,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Zero Boys,
Sparks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unrelated Segments,
Sound Behaviour,
JFA,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris Corsano,
the Human League,
Kurtis Blow,
Babytalk,
The Grass Roots,
MC5,
Metal Thangz,
Wally Richardson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Y Pants,
Lindisfarne,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Half Japanese,
The Searchers,
Sex Pistols,
A Certain Ratio,
Fat Boys,
Morten Harket,
the Association,
Drexciya,
Sonic Youth,
Pole,
Pierre Henry,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.