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 Nigeria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Angry Samoans 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Negative Approach,
Loose Ends,
Au Pairs,
Wire,
Toni Rubio,
Hashim,
Bad Manners,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Hardrive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Hoover,
Jacob Miller,
One Last Wish,
Second Layer,
The Busters,
Graham Central Station,
Adolescents,
Gichy Dan,
Rites of Spring,
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rufus Thomas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
48th St. Collective,
Skriet,
The Red Krayola,
New Order,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Neu!,
Harmonia,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pagans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gabor Szabo,
Magazine,
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
Tres Demented,
Vainqueur,
Dorothy Ashby,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Niagra,
Judy Mowatt,
Dead Boys,
Quantec,
LL Cool J,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gories,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cramps,
Panda Bear,
X-101,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.