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 Croatia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the grime 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
Royal Trux,
the Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young,
Traffic Nightmare,
Make Up,
The Count Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers,
Ten City,
Sam Rivers,
Camberwell Now,
Unwound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Raincoats,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Smooth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nik Kershaw,
X-101,
Aural Exciters,
Sister Nancy,
Los Fastidios,
Easy Going,
Tubeway Army,
Iggy Pop,
Organ,
Parry Music,
Boz Scaggs,
Byron Stingily,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Barry Ungar,
Lalann,
Robert Görl,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
Rod Modell,
The Blues Magoos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skarface,
Avey Tare,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Misunderstood,
Bad Manners,
The Offenders,
Cybotron,
LL Cool J,
Nils Olav,
Mark Hollis,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Infiniti,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.