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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Alison Limerick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Urselle,
Blossom Toes,
Erasure,
Television Personalities,
Babytalk,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
Marmalade,
Ponytail,
Y Pants,
Brand Nubian,
The J.B.'s,
Fatback Band,
Sun City Girls,
Oneida,
Eurythmics,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Animal Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Kurtis Blow,
Rapeman,
Neil Young,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eve St. Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Drive Like Jehu,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Porter Ricks,
Connie Case,
Lee Hazlewood,
Archie Shepp,
Mary Jane Girls,
Technova,
In Retrospect,
Mandrill,
Joey Negro,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rotary Connection,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Trojans,
Skarface,
Bootsy Collins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Avey Tare,
Siglo XX,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harmonia,
Jerry's Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
June of 44,
Alphaville,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barry Ungar,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.