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 Malawi and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the funk 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
Inner City,
The Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erykah Badu,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Bananas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dead Boys,
The Slits,
Curtis Mayfield,
Animal Collective,
The Black Dice,
The Mummies,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Blake Baxter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bill Near,
Thompson Twins,
Arcadia,
Scientists,
Das Ding,
DNA,
Connie Case,
Judy Mowatt,
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Audionom,
The Divine Comedy,
Eddi Front,
Alton Ellis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Last Poets,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sonic Youth,
Sugar Minott,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fifty Foot Hose,
JFA,
Black Pus,
ABC,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mojo Men,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
H. Thieme,
New Age Steppers,
The Trojans,
R.M.O.,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Sandy B,
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.