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 Samoa and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Albert Ayler to the rap 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!,
Main Source,
Letta Mbulu,
Rekid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
Chris & Cosey,
The Velvet Underground,
Tom Boy,
Tim Buckley,
Unwound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Warren Ellis,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moody Blues,
Heaven 17,
DNA,
Lalann,
Ohio Players,
The Five Americans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
Judy Mowatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
The Index,
The Gap Band,
Wally Richardson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
Robert Görl,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Freddie Wadling,
Derrick Morgan,
John Lydon,
Jeff Lynne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glenn Branca,
Radio Birdman,
The Red Krayola,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cure,
Suicide,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.