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 Vietnam and from Spokane.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Rufus Thomas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Dual Sessions,
Lower 48,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
Heaven 17,
Maleditus Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Shuggie Otis,
Underground Resistance,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Echospace,
Symarip,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alice Coltrane,
Ten City,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül,
The Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skarface,
Aswad,
Accadde A,
X-102,
Minny Pops,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Theoretical Girls,
The Grass Roots,
T. Rex,
Minnie Riperton,
Panda Bear,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Henry Cow,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
Lungfish,
Sight & Sound,
The Happenings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mummies,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Real Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nik Kershaw,
Eddi Front,
Lalo Schifrin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Remains,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.