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 India and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Zeros 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Tommy Roe,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marvin Gaye,
Average White Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May,
Tim Buckley,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Lydon,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
the Human League,
This Heat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
New Order,
Lou Reed,
The Zeros,
The Leaves,
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kas Product,
Fat Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cure,
The Evens,
The Litter,
E-Dancer,
Stereo Dub,
Judy Mowatt,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Womack,
Audionom,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joey Negro,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wally Richardson,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Unrelated Segments,
Bauhaus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hasil Adkins,
The Doors,
The Black Dice,
Guru Guru,
JFA,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Depeche Mode,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.