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 Ireland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Rufus Thomas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Fatback Band,
Dark Day,
Warren Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joy Division,
Lou Christie,
Public Enemy,
Shoche,
Ponytail,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sixth Finger,
Technova,
Joyce Sims,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dirtbombs,
Terry Callier,
Little Man,
The Barracudas,
Quando Quango,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sonic Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
kango's stein massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Marmalade,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
Sun Ra,
Crash Course in Science,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Eric Copeland,
JFA,
Roger Hodgson,
The Durutti Column,
Sex Pistols,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Buzzcocks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fugs,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Inner City,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maleditus Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Stereo Dub,
June Days,
Skaos,
The Smiths,
Ice-T,
Sun City Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
The Saints,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.