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 Marshall Islands and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Iggy Pop to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Dual Sessions,
Sparks,
cv313,
John Foxx,
Los Fastidios,
The Knickerbockers,
Rosa Yemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
This Heat,
Ponytail,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group,
Erykah Badu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Tremeloes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marine Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Skatalites,
Joy Division,
Kevin Saunderson,
Intrusion,
Agitation Free,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mr. Review,
Ten City,
Eve St. Jones,
Erasure,
Bauhaus,
Niagra,
Josef K,
The Angels of Light,
Dead Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nirvana,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Womack,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alphaville,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Easy Going,
Grey Daturas,
Unwound,
Groovy Waters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Main Source,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.