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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bob Dylan to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis 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?
Stiv Bators,
The Happenings,
Intrusion,
Rod Modell,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
Gang Green,
Unwound,
Pagans,
a-ha,
Soul II Soul,
The Motions,
Scion,
Nico,
the Sonics,
Wire,
The Gladiators,
Kurtis Blow,
Mandrill,
Rekid,
X-102,
Fluxion,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Accadde A,
Marshall Jefferson,
Magma,
Delta 5,
Amazonics,
Ituana,
Albert Ayler,
Dark Day,
The Smiths,
Japan,
Eden Ahbez,
Quando Quango,
The Skatalites,
Bluetip,
Bauhaus,
Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fad Gadget,
Heaven 17,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Bush Tetras,
Country Teasers,
Jawbox,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cymande,
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Suicide,
Tim Buckley,
Howard Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Kayak,
Mantronix,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.