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 Kuwait and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joy Division to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 grime 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Q and Not U,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Hardrive,
The Fire Engines,
a-ha,
Skaos,
The Martian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gun Club,
Mad Mike,
Erasure,
Jandek,
The Blues Magoos,
the Normal,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Remains,
Sun Ra,
The Monochrome Set,
U.S. Maple,
Pere Ubu,
One Last Wish,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
The Knickerbockers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare,
Royal Trux,
Colin Newman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronan,
Anakelly,
Massinfluence,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cameo,
Adolescents,
The Cramps,
Spoonie Gee,
Con Funk Shun,
Cecil Taylor,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
Rites of Spring,
Tropical Tobacco,
Juan Atkins,
Supertramp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Beau Brummels,
Smog,
Mandrill,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.