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 Egypt and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Khruangbin to the grunge 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gap Band,
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
The Busters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
Scrapy,
The Residents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rekid,
Japan,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Niagra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Infiniti,
Fear,
Kerrie Biddell,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
KRS-One,
Lindisfarne,
Anthony Braxton,
Delta 5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Human League,
Gichy Dan,
The Fugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
Stereo Dub,
Altered Images,
Janne Schatter,
Swell Maps,
the Sonics,
Bill Wells,
The Wake,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bluetip,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
Ten City,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Magma,
Skaos,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lungfish,
Mission of Burma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Michelle Simonal,
FM Einheit,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.