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 East Timor and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Robert Palmer 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 Japan to the electroclash 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
The Beau Brummels,
The Seeds,
Dead Boys,
Skaos,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gun Club,
Crispy Ambulance,
Niagra,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Index,
Sight & Sound,
Eddi Front,
Wire,
Ultravox,
the Sonics,
10cc,
LL Cool J,
R.M.O.,
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Junior Murvin,
Bang On A Can,
Steve Hackett,
Severed Heads,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Albert Ayler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aaron Thompson,
Rekid,
X-Ray Spex,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brand Nubian,
The Doobie Brothers,
MDC,
Marmalade,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Accadde A,
Marc Almond,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Womack,
The Associates,
B.T. Express,
Boogie Down Productions,
Althea and Donna,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
KRS-One,
DNA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Saccharine Trust,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.