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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television Personalities to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mandrill,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
Bauhaus,
MDC,
Negative Approach,
Marine Girls,
The Cramps,
Flipper,
Rites of Spring,
Adolescents,
The Motions,
Black Sheep,
Section 25,
Swans,
Sister Nancy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gichy Dan,
Pulsallama,
Severed Heads,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Star Department,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
Tommy Roe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cymande,
Make Up,
Hasil Adkins,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
Warsaw,
This Heat,
MC5,
Byron Stingily,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Graham Central Station,
Audionom,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quadrant,
The Remains,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cure,
Judy Mowatt,
The Zeros,
The Velvet Underground,
Average White Band,
AZ,
James White and The Blacks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grauzone,
Terry Callier,
Pharoah Sanders,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.