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 Samoa and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
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 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Make Up to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Depeche Mode,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Drexciya,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ossler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ituana,
Piero Umiliani,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
The Birthday Party,
Heaven 17,
Lightning Bolt,
The Black Dice,
Pantaleimon,
The Wake,
Dead Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Slick Rick,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deakin,
The Evens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tres Demented,
Dave Gahan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Archie Shepp,
Warren Ellis,
China Crisis,
Eddi Front,
Barry Ungar,
Boredoms,
Faraquet,
Colin Newman,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amon Düül II,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
H. Thieme,
Black Flag,
Roxy Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Youth Brigade,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Simply Red,
Quadrant,
The Pretty Things,
Erykah Badu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
The Victims,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unwound,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Style,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.