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 Ethiopia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jandek to the punk 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
X-Ray Spex,
John Lydon,
Fatback Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
One Last Wish,
Man Parrish,
UT,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
Interpol,
MDC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Freddie Wadling,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Warren Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Slackers,
Television Personalities,
K-Klass,
Bill Wells,
Charles Mingus,
Brick,
Magma,
The Doors,
The Kinks,
John Coltrane,
Gang of Four,
Deepchord,
The New Christs,
The Raincoats,
Nas,
Boz Scaggs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Morten Harket,
The Blues Magoos,
Niagra,
The Durutti Column,
The Divine Comedy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Easy Going,
Maurizio,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alphaville,
Lou Christie,
Howard Jones,
Thompson Twins,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick May,
The Modern Lovers,
Bob Dylan,
Basic Channel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.