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 Nigeria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Basic Channel to the disco 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Oblivians,
Hot Snakes,
Neu!,
Hasil Adkins,
Blossom Toes,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
John Lydon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Supertramp,
Niagra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Slave,
Barclay James Harvest,
JFA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Judy Mowatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Unwound,
Amon Düül II,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
Talk Talk,
Easy Going,
Panda Bear,
Scrapy,
Pierre Henry,
Flipper,
Brothers Johnson,
Fugazi,
Lungfish,
Godley & Creme,
The Smoke,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABC,
Andrew Hill,
The Victims,
Marmalade,
Rod Modell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fuzztones,
Average White Band,
Tomorrow,
Excepter,
Das Ding,
Urselle,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Japan,
One Last Wish,
The Offenders,
Kas Product,
the Germs,
Maleditus Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
OOIOO,
A Certain Ratio,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.