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 Hungary 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Japan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Section 25,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Josef K,
Chris & Cosey,
Smog,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amazonics,
T. Rex,
The Victims,
The Cure,
Underground Resistance,
Wolf Eyes,
Monolake,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ludus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
La Düsseldorf,
Sarah Menescal,
Henry Cow,
Barry Ungar,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Fatback Band,
Moby Grape,
Basic Channel,
Das Ding,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thee Headcoats,
Technova,
Altered Images,
The Remains,
Idris Muhammad,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Sneak,
The Trojans,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
Carl Craig,
Cecil Taylor,
Wasted Youth,
Talk Talk,
Average White Band,
Sandy B,
Easy Going,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
The Leaves,
The Red Krayola,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
Eurythmics,
The Music Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.