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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 Eric B and Rakim to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Procol Harum,
Funky Four + One,
Surgeon,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smoke,
Al Stewart,
Los Fastidios,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
B.T. Express,
The Selecter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Subhumans,
T. Rex,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roger Hodgson,
Lindisfarne,
Talk Talk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Martian,
Grauzone,
Severed Heads,
Aural Exciters,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Music Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Minutemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Franke,
Black Flag,
Quantec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Raincoats,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Eating Sloth,
MC5,
Josef K,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wire,
Hot Snakes,
The Fuzztones,
The Doobie Brothers,
LL Cool J,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delta 5,
Mr. Review,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Kinks,
FM Einheit,
Outsiders,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.