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 Tunisia and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Janne Schatter to the dance 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gories,
The Walker Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Minor Threat,
Pere Ubu,
Chris Corsano,
Dave Gahan,
Grauzone,
Animal Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Dennis Brown,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Parry Music,
JFA,
Magma,
Easy Going,
Radio Birdman,
Davy DMX,
Oblivians,
Yaz,
Lyres,
Fat Boys,
Babytalk,
Al Stewart,
Whodini,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Monolake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
the Normal,
Half Japanese,
Cameo,
Japan,
The Invisible,
Interpol,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Supertramp,
Wings,
Scion,
Ronnie Foster,
Warren Ellis,
The Count Five,
Quando Quango,
Siglo XX,
John Holt,
Colin Newman,
The Litter,
The Associates,
Gichy Dan,
Goldenarms,
Tres Demented,
Aswad,
Kenny Larkin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Gang Green,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.