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 Denmark and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
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 organ 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 Kas Product to the grime 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Near,
Absolute Body Control,
Juan Atkins,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Christie,
Parry Music,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Y Pants,
Zero Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun City Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Henry Cow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Lynne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
The Saints,
Infiniti,
Second Layer,
Camouflage,
Sonny Sharrock,
Khruangbin,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Offenders,
Wally Richardson,
The J.B.'s,
Blake Baxter,
Max Romeo,
Funkadelic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Altered Images,
EPMD,
Hot Snakes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gabor Szabo,
The United States of America,
Radiopuhelimet,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul II Soul,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Au Pairs,
The Grass Roots,
Joey Negro,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
Sonic Youth,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.