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 Uzbekistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Iggy Pop to the rock 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer 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 guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Wings,
H. Thieme,
Black Flag,
Radio Birdman,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Mills,
48th St. Collective,
Skaos,
Fad Gadget,
Tomorrow,
Sam Rivers,
The Buckinghams,
Frankie Knuckles,
Adolescents,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jawbox,
X-102,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultravox,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare,
The Fuzztones,
Los Fastidios,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Görl,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pierre Henry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Standells,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
Symarip,
Alphaville,
John Foxx,
Second Layer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Beasts of Bourbon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul Sonic Force,
MDC,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Henry Cow,
Danielle Patucci,
Inner City,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Freddie Wadling,
Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
Ronan,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes,
Sonic Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
The Modern Lovers,
Circle Jerks,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.