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 Eritrea and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fall to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Dark Day,
Ronnie Foster,
the Normal,
Camberwell Now,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
The Moleskins,
Malaria!,
The Wake,
Wolf Eyes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Sheep,
Byron Stingily,
Gregory Isaacs,
Niagra,
The Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
Whodini,
Clear Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scientists,
Los Fastidios,
Tubeway Army,
Parry Music,
Tears for Fears,
The Blues Magoos,
Rites of Spring,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Y Pants,
Hardrive,
Bill Wells,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gun Club,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mandrill,
John Foxx,
Wally Richardson,
World's Most,
Dorothy Ashby,
Das Ding,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Slave,
The Blackbyrds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerri Chandler,
Archie Shepp,
The Searchers,
The Slackers,
The Smoke,
Q65,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suburban Knight,
Yazoo,
Rekid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.