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 Russia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Circle Jerks 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
The Count Five,
The Mojo Men,
Bluetip,
Terry Callier,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Christie,
AZ,
Susan Cadogan,
Rufus Thomas,
Skaos,
New Order,
Minny Pops,
John Cale,
Thee Headcoats,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
The Saints,
Sly & The Family Stone,
China Crisis,
Trumans Water,
Organ,
Piero Umiliani,
Liliput,
The Victims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eddi Front,
Roxette,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
Colin Newman,
The Searchers,
X-Ray Spex,
Lightning Bolt,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aswad,
The Evens,
Vainqueur,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Copeland,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
K-Klass,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mr. Review,
Judy Mowatt,
Can,
Don Cherry,
The Moleskins,
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.