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 China and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the rock 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
The Alarm Clocks,
EPMD,
These Immortal Souls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
The Techniques,
Schoolly D,
The Buckinghams,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
Leonard Cohen,
Zapp,
Dual Sessions,
Brass Construction,
Easy Going,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
Amon Düül,
X-Ray Spex,
Tres Demented,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alice Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Porter Ricks,
Minutemen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blake Baxter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stereo Dub,
Godley & Creme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Andrew Hill,
Wire,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bush Tetras,
Quantec,
Colin Newman,
Sex Pistols,
The Knickerbockers,
AZ,
Qualms,
The Gun Club,
Ohio Players,
Suburban Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pulsallama,
Smog,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.