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 Tunisia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
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 clarinet 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 Groovy Waters to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies 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 punk 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Newcleus,
Josef K,
Amon Düül,
Nick Fraelich,
Deakin,
Half Japanese,
Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sparks,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Icehouse,
The Red Krayola,
Buzzcocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mad Mike,
Excepter,
Parry Music,
Black Flag,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nation of Ulysses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
Blancmange,
Bobby Womack,
Arab on Radar,
Warren Ellis,
Skriet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Tremeloes,
Flash Fearless,
Little Man,
The Motions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Sheep,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
LL Cool J,
Joe Smooth,
Ornette Coleman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
Quando Quango,
Los Fastidios,
Hardrive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Delta 5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Silicon Teens,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amon Düül II,
Funky Four + One,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
The Dead C,
Desert Stars,
The Barracudas,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.