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 St Lucia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Prunes to the funk 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J 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 electroclash 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Howard Jones,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Niagra,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
Severed Heads,
The American Breed,
The Birthday Party,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Young Rascals,
10cc,
Unrelated Segments,
Popol Vuh,
John Holt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crooked Eye,
Dark Day,
Lindisfarne,
Davy DMX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deadbeat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Can,
Ten City,
James White and The Blacks,
Scratch Acid,
The Slits,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Royal Trux,
Marc Almond,
John Cale,
Average White Band,
Model 500,
The Blues Magoos,
Blake Baxter,
the Sonics,
Glenn Branca,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fuzztones,
New Age Steppers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Zapp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Bronski Beat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jawbox,
John Lydon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Buzzcocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brothers Johnson,
Nils Olav,
The Electric Prunes,
Neu!,
Kerri Chandler,
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.