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 Albania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Cure to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris & Cosey,
It's A Beautiful Day,
L. Decosne,
Blake Baxter,
Rotary Connection,
Chris Corsano,
Rites of Spring,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
Michelle Simonal,
Colin Newman,
The Mojo Men,
The Mummies,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
Organ,
Niagra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Swans,
Arthur Verocai,
Flash Fearless,
KRS-One,
Moebius,
Eric Copeland,
Dawn Penn,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
the Germs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
Stereo Dub,
K-Klass,
The Kinks,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scrapy,
Alton Ellis,
Qualms,
Fat Boys,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Bob Dylan,
Black Flag,
The Beau Brummels,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Johnny Clarke,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.