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 Sudan and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Raincoats to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Warren Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Television,
Kayak,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tres Demented,
Eric B and Rakim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gories,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Smog,
The Beau Brummels,
Absolute Body Control,
The Saints,
R.M.O.,
Eric Dolphy,
Sex Pistols,
Stereo Dub,
Peter & Gordon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minor Threat,
These Immortal Souls,
The Dirtbombs,
E-Dancer,
The Mojo Men,
Swans,
Eddi Front,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Stooges,
Scan 7,
Bob Dylan,
Glenn Branca,
June of 44,
Judy Mowatt,
Brass Construction,
The Wake,
MC5,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers,
L. Decosne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Loose Ends,
Main Source,
The Walker Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Soul II Soul,
Reuben Wilson,
Jeff Mills,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.