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 Niger and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Boz Scaggs to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order 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?
Derrick May,
DNA,
Eve St. Jones,
Accadde A,
The Move,
Moss Icon,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythm & Sound,
Symarip,
Gang Starr,
the Sonics,
Maleditus Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Warren Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Standells,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Görl,
The Raincoats,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
Bang On A Can,
Reuben Wilson,
The Tremeloes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-101,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mission of Burma,
Carl Craig,
The Slits,
Dave Gahan,
Aswad,
Yellowson,
Youth Brigade,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
PIL,
Gastr Del Sol,
Electric Prunes,
Black Flag,
Metal Thangz,
Oneida,
The Monochrome Set,
Blossom Toes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxy Music,
The Divine Comedy,
Nik Kershaw,
Joe Finger,
Can,
Trumans Water,
The Grass Roots,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Glenn Branca,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.