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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fear to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Toasters,
Cymande,
X-102,
Organ,
Crooked Eye,
Massinfluence,
The Misunderstood,
Livin' Joy,
EPMD,
Young Marble Giants,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Los Fastidios,
Max Romeo,
Maurizio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stiv Bators,
Lalann,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bill Wells,
Arab on Radar,
Y Pants,
Steve Hackett,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Lungfish,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Mills,
Unwound,
MDC,
Ronan,
Theoretical Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
AZ,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vainqueur,
Gastr Del Sol,
Todd Terry,
Black Bananas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fat Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Dark Day,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
Radiohead,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.