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 Kosovo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Chris & Cosey to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Electric Prunes,
Pantaleimon,
Arab on Radar,
Bad Manners,
Television,
The Gories,
FM Einheit,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Man Parrish,
The American Breed,
Oblivians,
The Litter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sällskapet,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
The Motions,
Bronski Beat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Swell Maps,
Bauhaus,
Althea and Donna,
Skriet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
Sugar Minott,
Tears for Fears,
Altered Images,
The Tremeloes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nirvana,
Funky Four + One,
Max Romeo,
Scratch Acid,
Marshall Jefferson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Animal Collective,
Chrome,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobby Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
The Busters,
Janne Schatter,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pretty Things,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
The Human League,
ABC,
EPMD,
DJ Style,
Ronnie Foster,
ABBA,
The Real Kids,
Saccharine Trust,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.