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 Qatar and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 David Bowie 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 Unwound to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Moby Grape,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Section 25,
MDC,
Todd Terry,
The Pop Group,
Duran Duran,
Thee Headcoats,
Technova,
cv313,
Grauzone,
L. Decosne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Moleskins,
Black Moon,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minutemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Alice Coltrane,
Boredoms,
The Count Five,
Howard Jones,
Intrusion,
The Litter,
Laurel Aitken,
Derrick May,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Raincoats,
Deakin,
Rekid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
Siglo XX,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The American Breed,
Brothers Johnson,
Funky Four + One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Dead C,
Judy Mowatt,
Sister Nancy,
David McCallum,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Absolute Body Control,
Swans,
Stereo Dub,
Minny Pops,
Arcadia,
Altered Images,
DJ Style,
Slave,
Lalann,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.