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 Pakistan and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Yazoo to the techno 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Scan 7,
Lou Christie,
R.M.O.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sister Nancy,
Charles Mingus,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Near,
Bang On A Can,
Vainqueur,
Marvin Gaye,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ronan,
Popol Vuh,
Joey Negro,
Livin' Joy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dark Day,
The Doors,
Magma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Model 500,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Count Five,
The Smiths,
Man Parrish,
The Evens,
Sun City Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-Ray Spex,
Spandau Ballet,
Audionom,
T. Rex,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Görl,
David Axelrod,
Lalann,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fear,
Moby Grape,
Mark Hollis,
Porter Ricks,
the Germs,
Kerri Chandler,
The Black Dice,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABC,
The Star Department,
Ornette Coleman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.