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 Barbados and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Deepchord to the grunge 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Misunderstood,
The Cure,
Sugar Minott,
The Knickerbockers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rekid,
John Foxx,
La Düsseldorf,
Yazoo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Age Steppers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Neu!,
Brothers Johnson,
Funkadelic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blancmange,
Crime,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Young Marble Giants,
Jacob Miller,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
World's Most,
Japan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
the Slits,
Wings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
The Names,
Unwound,
Goldenarms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Spoonie Gee,
Essential Logic,
Jandek,
Danielle Patucci,
Newcleus,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Selecter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
EPMD,
Mandrill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Supertramp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The United States of America,
Pussy Galore,
Von Mondo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
Deepchord,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.