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 Fiji and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lungfish to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
the Normal,
Monolake,
Delta 5,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultra Naté,
Radiopuhelimet,
Spoonie Gee,
Lower 48,
Aural Exciters,
Ossler,
Symarip,
Barrington Levy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Raincoats,
Depeche Mode,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Flash Fearless,
Stockholm Monsters,
Porter Ricks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy Collins,
Con Funk Shun,
Main Source,
CMW,
David Bowie,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Bar-Kays,
OOIOO,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Smooth,
Vladislav Delay,
The Smiths,
Organ,
Second Layer,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Knickerbockers,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Das Ding,
Basic Channel,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
These Immortal Souls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra,
Bush Tetras,
Unrelated Segments,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Patti Smith,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.