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 Ireland and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Agent Orange to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Wings,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wolf Eyes,
Khruangbin,
Johnny Clarke,
Gastr Del Sol,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dawn Penn,
Tommy Roe,
The Sound,
Warsaw,
Fat Boys,
David McCallum,
The Divine Comedy,
Fela Kuti,
DJ Sneak,
Chris Corsano,
The Cramps,
Robert Görl,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kenny Larkin,
Oneida,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Sheep,
Harry Pussy,
Dual Sessions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Motorama,
The Evens,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Lydon,
Gang of Four,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gap Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erykah Badu,
Harmonia,
Joe Finger,
Rites of Spring,
Crooked Eye,
Angry Samoans,
the Swans,
Ultravox,
Rod Modell,
Eve St. Jones,
New Order,
Barrington Levy,
Mark Hollis,
Cecil Taylor,
B.T. Express,
Newcleus,
Skarface,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.