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 Kosovo 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini 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?
Electric Prunes,
Chrome,
Visage,
Unwound,
Altered Images,
Dual Sessions,
Barrington Levy,
The Victims,
Main Source,
Robert Görl,
Blake Baxter,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
The Toasters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Halsall,
Motorama,
Tomorrow,
Bill Near,
Bobby Sherman,
Sixth Finger,
Thee Headcoats,
Chris & Cosey,
Reuben Wilson,
Lucky Dragons,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Organ,
Monolake,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Birthday Party,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drexciya,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
The Sound,
Faust,
Sam Rivers,
Second Layer,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Mills,
Excepter,
Tom Boy,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Intrusion,
Marine Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Althea and Donna,
Das Ding,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.