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 Nicaragua and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Skriet,
Thompson Twins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
The Human League,
Lungfish,
Jandek,
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
MDC,
Robert Hood,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
K-Klass,
Derrick Morgan,
Angry Samoans,
Panda Bear,
Eurythmics,
Subhumans,
Radiohead,
Q65,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric Dolphy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Camberwell Now,
Flipper,
Q and Not U,
Moebius,
Black Moon,
The Black Dice,
Severed Heads,
Arab on Radar,
Letta Mbulu,
Barrington Levy,
PIL,
Ice-T,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jacob Miller,
New Age Steppers,
Roger Hodgson,
Barry Ungar,
The Cowsills,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Intrusion,
Heaven 17,
Ken Boothe,
Aaron Thompson,
The Beau Brummels,
Bill Near,
The Mojo Men,
Basic Channel,
Reagan Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.