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 Malawi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
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 sitar 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the punk 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Camberwell Now,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
Joyce Sims,
The Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABC,
Malaria!,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fugs,
Sällskapet,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Moss Icon,
10cc,
The Standells,
Absolute Body Control,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Bananas,
The Mummies,
Supertramp,
Rekid,
June Days,
Duran Duran,
Joe Finger,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
Sister Nancy,
Pulsallama,
U.S. Maple,
Danielle Patucci,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sight & Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Almond,
Nirvana,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Happenings,
Interpol,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Moon,
Fluxion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pylon,
Godley & Creme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dual Sessions,
Magma,
Barclay James Harvest,
L. Decosne,
Jandek,
Barbara Tucker,
Reuben Wilson,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.