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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 David Bowie 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 Quantec to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sister Nancy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Section 25,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fela Kuti,
The Searchers,
The Selecter,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
Funky Four + One,
X-102,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jeff Mills,
Junior Murvin,
The Standells,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Glambeats Corp.,
Supertramp,
Morten Harket,
Idris Muhammad,
Faraquet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ituana,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brand Nubian,
Tubeway Army,
Drexciya,
The Slits,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mr. Review,
Scientists,
The J.B.'s,
The Saints,
D'Angelo,
Aural Exciters,
Gong,
Toni Rubio,
Charles Mingus,
Gang Starr,
The Smiths,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minor Threat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Y Pants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.