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 Niger and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Theoretical Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Neil Young,
Arcadia,
Mark Hollis,
Alison Limerick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Wells,
Marc Almond,
Rosa Yemen,
In Retrospect,
Alphaville,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wally Richardson,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zero Boys,
U.S. Maple,
the Swans,
The Fugs,
Suburban Knight,
Trumans Water,
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
The Moleskins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Slits,
Soul Sonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
Motorama,
the Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
The Invisible,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
Judy Mowatt,
Minnie Riperton,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Flipper,
UT,
The Young Rascals,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantytec,
The Dead C,
A Certain Ratio,
Ossler,
Ohio Players,
Maleditus Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Moebius,
Funky Four + One,
Spoonie Gee,
Danielle Patucci,
New Order,
Underground Resistance,
Rod Modell,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
Neu!,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.