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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 the Germs to the grunge 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Half Japanese,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
The Vogues,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skaos,
Barry Ungar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Star Department,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Skarface,
Junior Murvin,
Ohio Players,
Stiv Bators,
The New Christs,
The Saints,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Bananas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Bowie,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultravox,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
China Crisis,
Harry Pussy,
The Fugs,
Duran Duran,
Vladislav Delay,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fela Kuti,
Monks,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
The Smoke,
Liliput,
Arab on Radar,
Lungfish,
The Moody Blues,
Fatback Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Slick Rick,
Black Flag,
Soulsonic Force,
EPMD,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hot Snakes,
Eric B and Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sister Nancy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scott Walker,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.