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 Belgium and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pretty Things to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Morten Harket,
Agent Orange,
Make Up,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zapp,
Deadbeat,
Suicide,
The Walker Brothers,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
Black Sheep,
Stereo Dub,
Fela Kuti,
The Remains,
The Count Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
This Heat,
Hashim,
Lalann,
Vladislav Delay,
The Modern Lovers,
The Selecter,
Barbara Tucker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hardrive,
Von Mondo,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare,
Brick,
The Fall,
Moebius,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Negative Approach,
X-101,
The Doors,
Little Man,
The Searchers,
Freddie Wadling,
Yellowson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wings,
Archie Shepp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Barracudas,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
The Vogues,
Lucky Dragons,
Country Teasers,
Man Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.