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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Marmalade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Byron Stingily,
Trumans Water,
The Evens,
Talk Talk,
Pantaleimon,
the Human League,
The Gladiators,
Glenn Branca,
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Bananas,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
Rod Modell,
Moebius,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis,
James White and The Blacks,
Metal Thangz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jawbox,
Interpol,
Fear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Inner City,
Scion,
Arcadia,
Arab on Radar,
Joyce Sims,
Lungfish,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Aswad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Niagra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Little Man,
Moby Grape,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Harry Pussy,
The Angels of Light,
The Fuzztones,
Absolute Body Control,
Animal Collective,
The Golliwogs,
Severed Heads,
The Victims,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Basic Channel,
a-ha,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.