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 Egypt and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Minutemen to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Accadde A,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
X-Ray Spex,
Urselle,
Isaac Hayes,
Lower 48,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Little Man,
Shoche,
Warren Ellis,
David Bowie,
kango's stein massive,
Brick,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash,
New York Dolls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Chris & Cosey,
The Angels of Light,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sound,
The Count Five,
The Pretty Things,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Five Americans,
The New Christs,
the Association,
Severed Heads,
Neil Young,
The Human League,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tubeway Army,
Ponytail,
Glenn Branca,
The Dead C,
Stockholm Monsters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Intrusion,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
The Velvet Underground,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick May,
Aloha Tigers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
L. Decosne,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.