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 Australia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 David Bowie 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 La Düsseldorf to the techno 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
R.M.O.,
Joyce Sims,
Pulsallama,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Boz Scaggs,
X-Ray Spex,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Basic Channel,
The Young Rascals,
The Offenders,
AZ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roxy Music,
Organ,
Henry Cow,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Mandrill,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chris & Cosey,
Subhumans,
Scion,
Country Teasers,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
Fatback Band,
Sparks,
Jeff Mills,
The Moleskins,
Mars,
UT,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dawn Penn,
The Happenings,
Joe Finger,
T. Rex,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Move,
Ohio Players,
Glenn Branca,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Green,
Bobbi Humphrey,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Names,
Joey Negro,
Erasure,
Qualms,
The Misunderstood,
Popol Vuh,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harmonia,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.