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 Nauru and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wake to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Television Personalities,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
T. Rex,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
Barclay James Harvest,
June of 44,
Althea and Donna,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q and Not U,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sun Ra,
Subhumans,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brand Nubian,
DNA,
Tres Demented,
Agitation Free,
Maurizio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Glenn Branca,
Section 25,
The Gap Band,
Eric Copeland,
The Last Poets,
Sam Rivers,
A Certain Ratio,
Warren Ellis,
Don Cherry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kenny Larkin,
Charles Mingus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minny Pops,
Gang Starr,
Stiv Bators,
Loose Ends,
Scion,
Neil Young,
Adolescents,
Dennis Brown,
The Sound,
Steve Hackett,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
Rosa Yemen,
World's Most,
The J.B.'s,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Alarm Clocks,
Au Pairs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dark Day,
Jawbox,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gun Club,
Altered Images,
Rufus Thomas,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.