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 Papua New Guinea and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Bauhaus 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sonics,
Suicide,
Vladislav Delay,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scientists,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
Man Parrish,
Bang On A Can,
Throbbing Gristle,
F. McDonald,
Index,
X-101,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
James White and The Blacks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gap Band,
The New Christs,
Gong,
Deakin,
Newcleus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cybotron,
The Zeros,
KRS-One,
the Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
Mission of Burma,
Don Cherry,
The Star Department,
Moby Grape,
Ultravox,
Amazonics,
Arthur Verocai,
Roxy Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
Wally Richardson,
Television,
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Albert Ayler,
Max Romeo,
Khruangbin,
Hoover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Residents,
Lalann,
The Index,
Ohio Players,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.