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 Serbia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 Josef K to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang Green,
Brand Nubian,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Blake Baxter,
Warren Ellis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Womack,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cramps,
The Black Dice,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Con Funk Shun,
the Sonics,
Kenny Larkin,
Josef K,
Second Layer,
Scion,
B.T. Express,
Pulsallama,
Sparks,
Pole,
Todd Terry,
Aloha Tigers,
Roger Hodgson,
Neu!,
Niagra,
Public Enemy,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
Marc Almond,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aswad,
Mo-Dettes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fad Gadget,
The Moleskins,
Ice-T,
H. Thieme,
T.S.O.L.,
Hardrive,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tubeway Army,
Gabor Szabo,
Rosa Yemen,
Fluxion,
Franke,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Make Up,
Banda Bassotti,
Deepchord,
Circle Jerks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gichy Dan,
X-102,
Donald Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.