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 Austria and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Jawbox to the punk 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Ponytail,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
MC5,
Gabor Szabo,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smiths,
Duran Duran,
Sarah Menescal,
Davy DMX,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande,
The Litter,
The Fire Engines,
Banda Bassotti,
Zero Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Scrapy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alton Ellis,
The Skatalites,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Skarface,
David McCallum,
Ludus,
Shuggie Otis,
Janne Schatter,
The Fall,
T.S.O.L.,
These Immortal Souls,
Oneida,
Patti Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mark Hollis,
Tomorrow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eddi Front,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Remains,
Bobby Byrd,
Malaria!,
Funky Four + One,
Brass Construction,
Crispian St. Peters,
D'Angelo,
Y Pants,
Funkadelic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Urselle,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun City Girls,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.