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 Greece and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Stereo Dub to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
AZ,
Maleditus Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
Marine Girls,
Wire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Byrd,
Rosa Yemen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Masters at Work,
Aloha Tigers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dave Gahan,
Interpol,
Cymande,
Kaleidoscope,
ABC,
Lou Christie,
Flamin' Groovies,
Accadde A,
OOIOO,
Motorama,
Neu!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scrapy,
Negative Approach,
Thompson Twins,
Public Enemy,
Newcleus,
Magma,
Joy Division,
Camouflage,
Hoover,
Ronan,
Hardrive,
Warsaw,
Main Source,
The Buckinghams,
Altered Images,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fear,
Pulsallama,
Lightning Bolt,
the Soft Cell,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
UT,
The Neon Judgement,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker,
The Names,
Brick,
K-Klass,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cure,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.