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 Italy and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Searchers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Infiniti,
Dave Gahan,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
Urselle,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dawn Penn,
X-101,
James Chance & The Contortions,
R.M.O.,
Marine Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
These Immortal Souls,
Groovy Waters,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Los Fastidios,
Jerry's Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Cale,
Dead Boys,
Zapp,
Pantytec,
Pagans,
Bush Tetras,
Lightning Bolt,
Blancmange,
Franke,
Siglo XX,
Joyce Sims,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Age Steppers,
The J.B.'s,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Mad Mike,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Görl,
New Order,
Grauzone,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers,
Lyres,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.