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 Syria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Sister Nancy 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Moon,
R.M.O.,
Darondo,
Lower 48,
Bobby Byrd,
Ornette Coleman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dark Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stereo Dub,
Can,
Groovy Waters,
Lyres,
Quantec,
Yusef Lateef,
Tropical Tobacco,
Warren Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Negative Approach,
Thompson Twins,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks,
John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
Deakin,
Tres Demented,
Black Sheep,
The Standells,
ABC,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sam Rivers,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Motions,
Cheater Slicks,
John Coltrane,
Rekid,
Soulsonic Force,
The Barracudas,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radio Birdman,
Chris & Cosey,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tears for Fears,
Matthew Halsall,
Godley & Creme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Average White Band,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Clarke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fad Gadget,
Von Mondo,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.