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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar 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 Crime to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Funkadelic,
Arthur Verocai,
Wings,
Altered Images,
Amazonics,
Maurizio,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Japan,
Minutemen,
Gang Starr,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
The Cowsills,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
Sixth Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Young Marble Giants,
Alice Coltrane,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
Spoonie Gee,
the Sonics,
Dead Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Carl Craig,
Drexciya,
Robert Görl,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Invisible,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visage,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Von Mondo,
Colin Newman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Model 500,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nirvana,
Minny Pops,
Metal Thangz,
Q and Not U,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Simply Red,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.