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 Eritrea and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Cymande to the techno 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young,
DJ Style,
Infiniti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Khruangbin,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Foxx,
Gang of Four,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Durutti Column,
Gastr Del Sol,
Interpol,
The Walker Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sällskapet,
Agent Orange,
The Remains,
Kevin Saunderson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
Suicide,
Oneida,
Das Ding,
Radiohead,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Faraquet,
Intrusion,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
U.S. Maple,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Janne Schatter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hashim,
Lower 48,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brass Construction,
Dave Gahan,
The Gap Band,
Ultravox,
Joy Division,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Young Marble Giants,
D'Angelo,
Kenny Larkin,
Brick,
X-Ray Spex,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronan,
Bob Dylan,
Average White Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Starr,
Dawn Penn,
ABC,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy Collins,
Severed Heads,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.