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 Equatorial Guinea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlbäck 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Interpol,
AZ,
Crooked Eye,
The Gories,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Gang Starr,
LL Cool J,
Jacques Brel,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy Collins,
D'Angelo,
Fear,
Japan,
Davy DMX,
Funky Four + One,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marine Girls,
Tim Buckley,
H. Thieme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Clarke,
Albert Ayler,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun City Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Slick Rick,
Jimmy McGriff,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
CMW,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Görl,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Mills,
Rapeman,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Image Ltd.,
OOIOO,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
Thompson Twins,
The Angels of Light,
Rekid,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Essential Logic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bauhaus,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.