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 Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neu! to the crunk 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Arab on Radar,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Human League,
The American Breed,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Pus,
Skarface,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Holt,
Brick,
Dennis Brown,
Albert Ayler,
Neu!,
The Sonics,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Al Stewart,
Black Moon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Durutti Column,
Au Pairs,
Shuggie Otis,
Godley & Creme,
Maurizio,
The Zeros,
The Knickerbockers,
Bauhaus,
Second Layer,
Section 25,
Tim Buckley,
DJ Sneak,
The Motions,
ABC,
Aural Exciters,
Talk Talk,
Pole,
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Tomorrow,
Faust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Trumans Water,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kurtis Blow,
Average White Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
The United States of America,
The Raincoats,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barbara Tucker,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.