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 Liechtenstein and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Last Poets to the disco 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cramps,
Peter & Gordon,
Kaleidoscope,
New Age Steppers,
kango's stein massive,
Underground Resistance,
Babytalk,
Desert Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Technova,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Niagra,
Simply Red,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
Guru Guru,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Barracudas,
Can,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun City Girls,
The Happenings,
La Düsseldorf,
The Doors,
Warren Ellis,
The Evens,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Lydon,
Television,
The Offenders,
Shoche,
Roxy Music,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Livin' Joy,
Kayak,
The Skatalites,
B.T. Express,
The Slackers,
Au Pairs,
Arthur Verocai,
The Smiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Basic Channel,
Depeche Mode,
Glenn Branca,
Jandek,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Inner City,
The Walker Brothers,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Yusef Lateef,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.