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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Moebius to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
The Dead C,
Delta 5,
Audionom,
Crime,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
Silicon Teens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
D'Angelo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Victims,
Gang Starr,
K-Klass,
Nik Kershaw,
Bob Dylan,
These Immortal Souls,
Warsaw,
Skaos,
Electric Prunes,
the Association,
kango's stein massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Los Fastidios,
The Durutti Column,
Second Layer,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nick Fraelich,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
The Offenders,
Ten City,
Nas,
Kerri Chandler,
Minutemen,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Pylon,
Lalann,
Quadrant,
the Normal,
Sällskapet,
Idris Muhammad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy Collins,
R.M.O.,
OOIOO,
Iggy Pop,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
Desert Stars,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonic Youth,
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.