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 Ukraine and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Flipper to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Lalann,
Suburban Knight,
Radiohead,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Tomorrow,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
The United States of America,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
Todd Terry,
The Mojo Men,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Arab on Radar,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moebius,
June Days,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Suicide,
The Remains,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skaos,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slave,
Alphaville,
Gong,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül II,
Circle Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minor Threat,
Trumans Water,
Depeche Mode,
Tres Demented,
Sex Pistols,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers,
Byron Stingily,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Golliwogs,
Section 25,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-101,
Soulsonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.