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 Italy and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 DNA to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sixth Finger,
10cc,
Bill Wells,
Trumans Water,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Germs,
Make Up,
Arab on Radar,
Lungfish,
Gang Green,
Blossom Toes,
Yellowson,
Joy Division,
Nick Fraelich,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Skatalites,
In Retrospect,
Bad Manners,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
PIL,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
The Angels of Light,
Zero Boys,
Hardrive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Parry Music,
B.T. Express,
Pole,
The Zeros,
Man Eating Sloth,
Main Source,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nico,
Pagans,
Flash Fearless,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Isaac Hayes,
The Grass Roots,
Tears for Fears,
Monks,
Magma,
Brand Nubian,
Skaos,
The J.B.'s,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Visage,
Johnny Clarke,
Oblivians,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Desert Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.