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 Italy and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Janne Schatter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ituana,
Unwound,
Dark Day,
Accadde A,
Banda Bassotti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chrome,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DNA,
The Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Sällskapet,
Warren Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DJ Style,
Erasure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brick,
Robert Görl,
Deepchord,
Sarah Menescal,
Das Ding,
Section 25,
The Associates,
X-Ray Spex,
K-Klass,
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Iggy Pop,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Young Rascals,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
One Last Wish,
The New Christs,
The Motions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ice-T,
Danielle Patucci,
Jacques Brel,
The Fugs,
Outsiders,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Spandau Ballet,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sparks,
Crispian St. Peters,
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.