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 Eritrea and from London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amon Düül II to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Eden Ahbez,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
June of 44,
Isaac Hayes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bob Dylan,
the Human League,
X-102,
Deadbeat,
R.M.O.,
Skarface,
Technova,
The Detroit Cobras,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
The Gories,
Leonard Cohen,
Loose Ends,
The Invisible,
Iggy Pop,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick May,
John Lydon,
Minutemen,
The Motions,
Mark Hollis,
The Wake,
Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rufus Thomas,
Donald Byrd,
Aswad,
Yazoo,
The Blues Magoos,
Symarip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Infiniti,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scratch Acid,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Hood,
Steve Hackett,
Scientists,
Underground Resistance,
Rotary Connection,
Roxette,
The Selecter,
The Dirtbombs,
Fear,
the Normal,
The Happenings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Matthew Halsall,
The Barracudas,
Black Sheep,
The Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.