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 Saudi Arabia and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Leaves to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
The Fortunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott,
Lalann,
Slave,
Bob Dylan,
Jandek,
D'Angelo,
The Cure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Standells,
Robert Wyatt,
Alice Coltrane,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Altered Images,
Glenn Branca,
Patti Smith,
F. McDonald,
Buzzcocks,
Skaos,
Aswad,
John Foxx,
Eve St. Jones,
Royal Trux,
Accadde A,
Bobby Sherman,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy Collins,
Ice-T,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Underground Resistance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
Faraquet,
Bang On A Can,
Monolake,
MC5,
Cecil Taylor,
Gong,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eddi Front,
Reuben Wilson,
Absolute Body Control,
The Vogues,
T. Rex,
Eurythmics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arcadia,
Lindisfarne,
the Sonics,
Eden Ahbez,
The Mojo Men,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.