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 Kiribati and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Donald Fagen 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 Glenn Branca to the funk 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
The Kinks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slave,
Maleditus Sound,
June of 44,
Deakin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scion,
Ludus,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
Brass Construction,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quadrant,
Banda Bassotti,
Basic Channel,
Lucky Dragons,
Zapp,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Sonics,
Negative Approach,
Procol Harum,
Visage,
One Last Wish,
Letta Mbulu,
Ossler,
cv313,
Eric Dolphy,
Moby Grape,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Radio Birdman,
June Days,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Vogues,
Patti Smith,
the Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
Aural Exciters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hasil Adkins,
Wally Richardson,
The Neon Judgement,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joyce Sims,
Godley & Creme,
ABBA,
The Trojans,
Gang Green,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mojo Men,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.