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 Sri Lanka and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
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 snare 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Bluetip,
Wire,
The Moody Blues,
Hashim,
Danielle Patucci,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Fear,
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blues Magoos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Count Five,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dead Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Cell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Massinfluence,
Crispian St. Peters,
Man Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
K-Klass,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joensuu 1685,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
The United States of America,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Victims,
F. McDonald,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Litter,
Minnie Riperton,
The Residents,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Hot Snakes,
the Soft Cell,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
In Retrospect,
The Doors,
Pylon,
Joey Negro,
Cameo,
Unwound,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.