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 Lebanon and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Dennis Brown to the techno 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
June Days,
Barclay James Harvest,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cybotron,
Groovy Waters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Bourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
the Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Byrd,
Scratch Acid,
Television Personalities,
Rites of Spring,
The Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jerry's Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joy Division,
Steve Hackett,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nico,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
Black Flag,
The Offenders,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
Rekid,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grey Daturas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Görl,
The Remains,
Davy DMX,
Eden Ahbez,
E-Dancer,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Enemy,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
Scientists,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ludus,
Index,
The Skatalites,
Pierre Henry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.