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 Paraguay and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Neon Judgement to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Rotary Connection,
Dual Sessions,
Delta 5,
DJ Style,
The Martian,
Iggy Pop,
A Certain Ratio,
Underground Resistance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drexciya,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
B.T. Express,
Unrelated Segments,
PIL,
Johnny Osbourne,
Albert Ayler,
Peter and Kerry,
Little Man,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rites of Spring,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pagans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
World's Most,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Terry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Stiv Bators,
The Star Department,
Warsaw,
Minor Threat,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sister Nancy,
The Cowsills,
Animal Collective,
Negative Approach,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
the Normal,
The Cure,
Erykah Badu,
Freddie Wadling,
cv313,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crooked Eye,
The Fugs,
The Saints,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
L. Decosne,
Sugar Minott,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.