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 Belgium and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 The Gap Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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-101. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '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 Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rakim,
The Star Department,
The Fortunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultravox,
Neu!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Funky Four + One,
Icehouse,
Kool Moe Dee,
Qualms,
Robert Hood,
Shuggie Otis,
In Retrospect,
FM Einheit,
The Black Dice,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül,
Boredoms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MC5,
The Kinks,
Matthew Bourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
Al Stewart,
Cal Tjader,
Spandau Ballet,
Hardrive,
a-ha,
Symarip,
Joe Finger,
Deakin,
KRS-One,
Young Marble Giants,
PIL,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Knickerbockers,
Monks,
Hot Snakes,
Deepchord,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moleskins,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.