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 South Africa and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Livin' Joy to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
Bad Manners,
Ralphi Rosario,
These Immortal Souls,
Livin' Joy,
Brand Nubian,
Heaven 17,
Basic Channel,
Blossom Toes,
Pole,
Fatback Band,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
In Retrospect,
Judy Mowatt,
Dead Boys,
Sister Nancy,
Camberwell Now,
Essential Logic,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lucky Dragons,
Quando Quango,
Scan 7,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neu!,
The Grass Roots,
Country Teasers,
Jawbox,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arab on Radar,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Ohio Players,
The Fall,
Symarip,
CMW,
June Days,
Das Ding,
The Fire Engines,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ten City,
The Cramps,
John Cale,
Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Fear,
Gabor Szabo,
The Divine Comedy,
The Raincoats,
Slave,
Bill Near,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T.S.O.L.,
James White and The Blacks,
Archie Shepp,
Sex Pistols,
Sonic Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.