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 Cuba and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Standells to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
The Toasters,
Television,
Fatback Band,
Bill Near,
The Mummies,
Minutemen,
Skaos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sugar Minott,
Black Sheep,
The Dead C,
Camouflage,
Niagra,
Tim Buckley,
Crash Course in Science,
Parry Music,
Wire,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
AZ,
Anthony Braxton,
Intrusion,
Make Up,
Radiopuhelimet,
PIL,
Angry Samoans,
Eve St. Jones,
The Black Dice,
Brothers Johnson,
Easy Going,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smoke,
Cluster,
Ultimate Spinach,
David McCallum,
Urselle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Toni Rubio,
Rod Modell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Infiniti,
Can,
UT,
H. Thieme,
Drexciya,
Country Teasers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
Mandrill,
Eddi Front,
Erykah Badu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kerri Chandler,
Minnie Riperton,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.