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 Niger and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rap 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
The Motions,
Scan 7,
Howard Jones,
Pantytec,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young,
Glenn Branca,
Prince Buster,
Television,
Ossler,
Avey Tare,
Soul II Soul,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Monochrome Set,
Unwound,
The Modern Lovers,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fatback Band,
Dawn Penn,
Lindisfarne,
Minny Pops,
Freddie Wadling,
Dark Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
48th St. Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
Motorama,
Marmalade,
Rhythm & Sound,
Interpol,
Joe Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
Easy Going,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Make Up,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Count Five,
Outsiders,
Ituana,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Absolute Body Control,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Soulsonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.