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 Suriname and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 David Bowie 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 Victims to the rap 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Section 25,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
Albert Ayler,
Joy Division,
Scion,
New Age Steppers,
Ultravox,
Little Man,
Boz Scaggs,
LL Cool J,
The Standells,
Ten City,
Main Source,
Unwound,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
Procol Harum,
Man Parrish,
Rotary Connection,
Barbara Tucker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
The Fugs,
Matthew Bourne,
Camberwell Now,
Danielle Patucci,
The Count Five,
Hashim,
Heaven 17,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kayak,
Rufus Thomas,
Adolescents,
Blancmange,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-102,
Niagra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jawbox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
John Holt,
Tommy Roe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hoover,
Sarah Menescal,
The Star Department,
Howard Jones,
Tim Buckley,
Lakeside,
Lindisfarne,
Eli Mardock,
Scott Walker,
The Stooges,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.