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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Connie Case to the funk 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Newcleus,
Mission of Burma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ice-T,
Swans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Loose Ends,
Joe Finger,
Marmalade,
Alton Ellis,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
The Vogues,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chris & Cosey,
Franke,
Yellowson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
The Happenings,
Masters at Work,
The Star Department,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Magma,
Motorama,
Niagra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lungfish,
Procol Harum,
Jawbox,
The Evens,
Suburban Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
Royal Trux,
AZ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minny Pops,
Pierre Henry,
KRS-One,
Funky Four + One,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eurythmics,
Grey Daturas,
Matthew Halsall,
Swell Maps,
Lee Hazlewood,
Slick Rick,
The Dirtbombs,
New York Dolls,
Sandy B,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amazonics,
Desert Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
X-101,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.