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 Djibouti and from Stockholm.
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 Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Wolf Eyes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Barrington Levy,
Matthew Halsall,
Hot Snakes,
Fluxion,
Section 25,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oblivians,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crash Course in Science,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
The Pretty Things,
Basic Channel,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
FM Einheit,
The Alarm Clocks,
Babytalk,
Popol Vuh,
Cluster,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick May,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Audionom,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Standells,
Sun City Girls,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
The Associates,
Vainqueur,
Whodini,
Guru Guru,
Excepter,
Laurel Aitken,
The Offenders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Liliput,
the Sonics,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
The Vogues,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dual Sessions,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
Don Cherry,
This Heat,
Jandek,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun Ra,
Porter Ricks,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.