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 Maldives and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Ultravox to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Shuggie Otis,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
Joey Negro,
Con Funk Shun,
Pylon,
Malaria!,
The United States of America,
Reagan Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Saccharine Trust,
Toni Rubio,
The Knickerbockers,
Robert Wyatt,
Cymande,
Derrick Morgan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brand Nubian,
Public Enemy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scrapy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The American Breed,
Nirvana,
MDC,
Excepter,
Oblivians,
Sam Rivers,
Stetsasonic,
Black Sheep,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pretty Things,
Massinfluence,
Joy Division,
John Lydon,
Don Cherry,
Grauzone,
OOIOO,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Görl,
Andrew Hill,
Scan 7,
Pussy Galore,
Moebius,
Agent Orange,
the Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Supertramp,
Icehouse,
Sixth Finger,
The Neon Judgement,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.