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 France and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Germs to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Peter & Gordon,
X-102,
Sparks,
In Retrospect,
Brick,
The Durutti Column,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
the Association,
The Fall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monks,
The Standells,
The Dead C,
Fela Kuti,
Swell Maps,
Radiohead,
The Star Department,
Dead Boys,
Man Parrish,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Moon,
The Divine Comedy,
Rekid,
Maurizio,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sugar Minott,
Cymande,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Don Cherry,
The Electric Prunes,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crime,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Barbara Tucker,
Iggy Pop,
The Dirtbombs,
Connie Case,
FM Einheit,
Groovy Waters,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra,
UT,
The American Breed,
Angry Samoans,
Eric Dolphy,
Eddi Front,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Human League,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.