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 Afghanistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dual Sessions,
Siglo XX,
Marvin Gaye,
World's Most,
Matthew Bourne,
Faraquet,
the Human League,
Rufus Thomas,
Fatback Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bob Dylan,
Los Fastidios,
Delon & Dalcan,
Porter Ricks,
Half Japanese,
Rosa Yemen,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
Gang of Four,
Essential Logic,
Aural Exciters,
The Motions,
Dave Gahan,
The New Christs,
Deakin,
The Young Rascals,
The Last Poets,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
John Lydon,
The Slits,
Gong,
Joensuu 1685,
The Evens,
The Golliwogs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Birthday Party,
Outsiders,
Gabor Szabo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Reagan Youth,
The Moody Blues,
Pylon,
Anakelly,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronnie Foster,
Wire,
DJ Sneak,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
The Blues Magoos,
Q65,
Cameo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Harmonia,
The Real Kids,
Agitation Free,
Symarip,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.