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 Malta and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pere Ubu to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
Index,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blake Baxter,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry's Kids,
Jandek,
Soul II Soul,
KRS-One,
Bobby Womack,
Crime,
Skaos,
Bluetip,
Cal Tjader,
Boz Scaggs,
Eden Ahbez,
Gerry Rafferty,
Essential Logic,
Morten Harket,
Simply Red,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Don Cherry,
Camouflage,
Reuben Wilson,
Accadde A,
Mantronix,
The Residents,
Spandau Ballet,
Scion,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
James White and The Blacks,
The Smiths,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama,
Warsaw,
Charles Mingus,
These Immortal Souls,
Lungfish,
Brick,
Mad Mike,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter & Gordon,
Ohio Players,
the Soft Cell,
Pagans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television Personalities,
Bang On A Can,
The Busters,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Donny Hathaway,
The Trojans,
Eurythmics,
The Barracudas,
The Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.