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 Turkmenistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 Jerry's Kids to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Ronnie Foster,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric B and Rakim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Dual Sessions,
Q and Not U,
Blancmange,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker,
Bob Dylan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Womack,
the Soft Cell,
The Busters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
a-ha,
The Cramps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
Ludus,
Albert Ayler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moby Grape,
Siglo XX,
Dawn Penn,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxy Music,
the Bar-Kays,
Sonic Youth,
kango's stein massive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Names,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
The Smoke,
Jawbox,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Holt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Desert Stars,
Faust,
K-Klass,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.