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 Mexico and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Von Mondo to the grunge 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Arab on Radar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grauzone,
Lakeside,
Max Romeo,
Brass Construction,
The Fortunes,
Jawbox,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Motions,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Rundgren,
Minutemen,
Wings,
Essential Logic,
The Happenings,
The Buckinghams,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scion,
Gichy Dan,
Black Pus,
Kenny Larkin,
Cal Tjader,
Thee Headcoats,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
The American Breed,
Agent Orange,
The Barracudas,
These Immortal Souls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Martian,
Agitation Free,
Unrelated Segments,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
Aaron Thompson,
Funkadelic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Standells,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
Lou Reed,
Soulsonic Force,
Fat Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blossom Toes,
Rapeman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
The Monks,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.