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 Russia and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Kayak to the dance 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
The Modern Lovers,
Cameo,
Von Mondo,
Black Flag,
June of 44,
Pylon,
Crime,
The Saints,
Scan 7,
The Busters,
Yazoo,
Silicon Teens,
Los Fastidios,
Bill Near,
Mad Mike,
The Offenders,
The Neon Judgement,
Arab on Radar,
Terry Callier,
Duran Duran,
Minutemen,
Can,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sugar Minott,
kango's stein massive,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
Icehouse,
The Count Five,
The Alarm Clocks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
John Foxx,
Frankie Knuckles,
8 Eyed Spy,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Sam Rivers,
Eric Dolphy,
Sparks,
UT,
The Red Krayola,
David Bowie,
Basic Channel,
the Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hardrive,
Scion,
Talk Talk,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Outsiders,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Buzzcocks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Au Pairs,
These Immortal Souls,
World's Most,
Spandau Ballet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.