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 Serbia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Monks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Barracudas,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ice-T,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rufus Thomas,
Wire,
Guru Guru,
Carl Craig,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unwound,
Nico,
Kas Product,
Essential Logic,
F. McDonald,
Nas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
The Offenders,
The Leaves,
Absolute Body Control,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dead C,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
Icehouse,
Pagans,
Joe Finger,
Whodini,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang of Four,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Wally Richardson,
World's Most,
a-ha,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Cale,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
Reuben Wilson,
T. Rex,
Robert Hood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Names,
Marine Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radio Birdman,
PIL,
Q and Not U,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moody Blues,
Swans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.