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 Seychelles and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Terry Callier,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yazoo,
John Foxx,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Pus,
Jerry's Kids,
Marvin Gaye,
Bang On A Can,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fortunes,
Popol Vuh,
The Evens,
The Moody Blues,
Kurtis Blow,
Harmonia,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Sherman,
Suburban Knight,
Pole,
Cameo,
Unwound,
Tubeway Army,
Ice-T,
The Gladiators,
Slave,
The Litter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monolake,
John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Drexciya,
Lyres,
Ten City,
Moby Grape,
Cluster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skaos,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
Josef K,
Todd Rundgren,
The Black Dice,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Vogues,
Scion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Blossom Toes,
kango's stein massive,
The Buckinghams,
La Düsseldorf,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.