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 Moldova and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the grime 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Main Source,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Bowie,
ABC,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barclay James Harvest,
MC5,
Matthew Bourne,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Adolescents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Metal Thangz,
Guru Guru,
Roxette,
The Star Department,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Selecter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Basic Channel,
Pagans,
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mandrill,
Arthur Verocai,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Tropical Tobacco,
T. Rex,
The Skatalites,
Japan,
The Barracudas,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visage,
Silicon Teens,
Byron Stingily,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
Pussy Galore,
Dennis Brown,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
The Knickerbockers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Au Pairs,
Ponytail,
Rapeman,
Infiniti,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.