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 Chile and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Outsiders to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Foxx,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
L. Decosne,
Kas Product,
Flash Fearless,
the Association,
Sarah Menescal,
Erasure,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Aaron Thompson,
Amazonics,
Crime,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Matthew Bourne,
Dennis Brown,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Raincoats,
The Grass Roots,
Marine Girls,
Hoover,
Johnny Clarke,
The Stooges,
JFA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Moon,
Black Pus,
Neu!,
Sex Pistols,
kango's stein massive,
Funkadelic,
Banda Bassotti,
Gong,
Wire,
Stereo Dub,
Trumans Water,
Arcadia,
Camouflage,
AZ,
Mars,
the Human League,
MDC,
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Terry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Juan Atkins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television Personalities,
Pagans,
Can,
Fear,
Henry Cow,
Fela Kuti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Buckinghams,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.