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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 New Order to the punk 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rapeman,
Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül II,
Max Romeo,
Supertramp,
Yusef Lateef,
Mantronix,
Jawbox,
Scientists,
Slave,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick May,
Harmonia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
The Busters,
The J.B.'s,
Mo-Dettes,
Agent Orange,
Circle Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Ice-T,
MDC,
The Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
Shuggie Otis,
Half Japanese,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Michelle Simonal,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deakin,
Rakim,
Crooked Eye,
E-Dancer,
The Divine Comedy,
the Germs,
Matthew Bourne,
The Associates,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Metal Thangz,
ABC,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
Byron Stingily,
The Residents,
Crash Course in Science,
Magazine,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Swans,
Warren Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.