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 Cuba and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 Minor Threat to the electroclash 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan,
The Motions,
Yellowson,
Toni Rubio,
Joyce Sims,
Circle Jerks,
The Durutti Column,
Maurizio,
Brass Construction,
Ossler,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
Q65,
Wally Richardson,
Suburban Knight,
Hardrive,
Dennis Brown,
Dorothy Ashby,
Average White Band,
The Sound,
Mark Hollis,
The Electric Prunes,
Eurythmics,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camouflage,
The Gladiators,
Archie Shepp,
Don Cherry,
Massinfluence,
Sarah Menescal,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Monolake,
EPMD,
The Victims,
Swans,
Flash Fearless,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skriet,
Minny Pops,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Osbourne,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Tubeway Army,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
Flipper,
The Last Poets,
Alice Coltrane,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Copeland,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oneida,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cameo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.