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 Belarus and from Johannesburg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Skriet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scientists,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kayak,
Pole,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
Sight & Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Toni Rubio,
Q and Not U,
Eurythmics,
Youth Brigade,
Isaac Hayes,
Marine Girls,
New York Dolls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minutemen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Josef K,
The Cramps,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Hill,
Gichy Dan,
Liliput,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Supertramp,
Simply Red,
Eric Dolphy,
Section 25,
Sandy B,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eden Ahbez,
Maurizio,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
Shoche,
Cal Tjader,
The Cowsills,
Man Eating Sloth,
Idris Muhammad,
Kenny Larkin,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Star Department,
Heaven 17,
Jacques Brel,
Harmonia,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.